DESIGNATION PREY

Daniel Burrows is a submissive. When he’d signed up for the military’s Designation program that would turn him into a soldier with enhanced abilities, he’d been reassured the odds were good that he’d come out a Dominant. In fact, his odds of becoming a Dominant were almost 10 to 1.

Much to Daniel and his father’s dismay, that isn’t what happened.

And he isn’t just submissive— his designation is Prey.

Daniel has no idea what that will mean when it comes to finally being with a Dominant.

He’s about to find out.

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PROLOGUE

Private Daniel Burrows knows the advantages of getting a designation. His ranking in the military would be higher, and he’d get promoted faster. He’d get a large enough signing bonus that he could put a down payment on a house.

If he had any interest in buying a house, that would be more alluring.

He could get engaged and prepare to start a family… if there was someone he had any interest in being engaged to.

Daniel’s pretty sure he can’t have a family. After. Though he isn’t sure. How in the hell would that work? That’s the sort of thing he doesn’t want to think too much about. Would he want to marry a man?

Anyway.

There are benefits to being a lab rat aside from the financial aspects—the benefits his father and brother focus on.

He’ll be stronger, smarter, and faster. He’ll build muscle more quickly than a normal man. He might never catch a cold again. He’ll heal faster, have increased longevity (so long as he doesn’t have to be put down or frozen), and his hearing and vision will be perfect. There are definitely benefits.

And if he became a Dominant then his father would be proud of him.

The man would have no choice in the matter. For once in Daniel’s life he might hear the magic words: “Good job, son. I’m proud of you.”

Failing that, he might get a shoulder squeeze of approval. Or maybe a grunt of acknowledgement. The bar of what Daniel would take as “praise” is embedded in the floor.

The problem is that becoming a Dominant isn’t a certainty. The military has gotten better about predicting who will be submissive and who will be Dominant, but it isn’t exact. And Daniel hasn’t quite decided what’s an acceptable level of risk. What if there’s a five percent chance of becoming submissive? That’s five out of every hundred men. Those are pretty good odds, but they’re still not great.

Maybe one in five thousand would be good enough odds. Definitely ten thousand.