by Stella Sky
“See that you do. Well, make sure she takes these pills three times every day, and see to it that she is getting enough fluids. She is a little bit dehydrated, even by human standards.”
I nodded.
“Thank you, doctor. Is she free to leave now then?”
“Yes, of course. Well, there is the matter of billing, but I suppose Kerglan will be the one to deal with that, as this is his mate.”
“Yes,” I said, biting my tongue. No matter how hard it was to hear such things, I had to make sure that I was keeping the human’s immediate best interests in mind. And challenging the doctor’s belief that Mila belonged to Kerglan was only going to make matters worse. There was the chance that I could still get her out of there. Maybe we could make a life for ourselves outside of the suffocating confines of Yala. There had to be somewhere in the universe where Mila and I could live together and raise our child. I would just have to find that place.
“Great. We will be in touch for the follow-up examinations. She should have been seeing somebody to see to the child’s health for nearly a month now. I don’t know how she could keep that kind of pain to herself for so long, but she managed it.”
I cast a glance at Mila, so small and delicate and yet so strong in her own way, and sighed. “She is a spitfire, I suppose,” I said, more to Mila than to the doctor.
He chuckled and nodded. “Absolutely. Now get her back home. She is going to need a lot of rest. Raither children can take a lot out of a person, especially hybrids. Humans have some special rules to follow, as you know we have outlined. You are a good brother-in-law to be so invested!”
This was too much, and I ignored the doctor’s words.
“Come, Mila. It is time to get you home,” I said, brushing past the doctor’s cheery smile and helping the human to her feet. “There is much to discuss now.”
Her eyes searched mine and seemed to understand that I wasn’t talking about the child.
“Yes, you are right about that,” she said, following me. Her legs were still a little bit weak, but the doctor had managed to get her relatively back to normal. It was a huge relief, and I walked slowly as Mila made her way to the hovercraft.
When we were inside and away from the doctor’s office quite a way, she turned to me.
“What are we going to do?” she asked, her voice fearful and urgent. “I don’t want anything to happen to my baby. Kerglan is aggressive. He frightens me. You are warriors, and sometimes that can mean not knowing when to let things go.”
“Calm yourself, Mila. I have a plan. We are going to get out of this. I will get a ship from the bay, and we will make our escape. You will be all right.”
Mila looked at me as if I were some kind of hero and I looked away, my stomach knotting. I had no idea if my plan would work or not, but most likely we would be shot down before we even left the planet. That was, unless we were in one ship in particular. The ship that belonged to my father.
My father was the commander of the most lethal ship in the fleet: the Kelta. It had won many wars for many centuries and had only improved with time. I had spent the majority of my youth working on that ship and updating its technology and weapons, and had grown very adept at perfecting its design. In a way, it felt like it was my own, as I had been the only one capable of really understanding all of its ancient and archaic technology and modernizing it to the point that it could go just about anywhere in the universe and obliterate any enemies in its path.
I would have to get my hands on the Kelta. But to do that, I would have to return back to my family estate and get the code from my father’s study. I knew exactly where he kept it, and over the years had managed to tap into his security systems and bypass most of them. It should be no issue to get to the code. All I had to do was make it to his office and bypass the code, then get the human safely on board the Kelta.
But when we arrived back at the house, I could tell by the way Kerglan and my father were standing outside in the yard, with their weapons drawn and aimed at me, that this was going to be easier said than done.
“What is the meaning of this?” I asked, though I knew it was futile to ask.
“Lazan Kylad, you are under arrest for the crime of adultery,” my father said. I wanted to reach for my weapon, but I was outnumbered, and I had to think of the human. I cursed under my breath and raised my hands in the air, to show I had no intention of drawing my own weapon. “Come, son; it is time to put you where I always knew you would one day belong.”
The words stung as my father led me inside, to the cell in our basement that he had always kept reserved for especially dangerous criminals that were wanted for questioning when the Kelta was docked in the bay. My father was in charge of all such matters, and once in a while during childhood, Kerglan and I would be in charge of preparing meals for such prisoners.
Now, I was confined to the basement myself, and the human was left to my furious brother, who was shouting at the top of his lungs about what the doctor had told him. The man had called to congratulate Kerglan on the news of his precious arrival, and to tell him to be more careful in the future should he spawn more children with the human. The tests showed that the child was without a doubt half Raither, and that meant only one thing.
“I hope this is the last time your mother and her horrible influence destroys this family,” my father spat at me as he locked me away in the cell. I sighed deeply and put my head in my hands.
This was bad. If they didn’t execute me right then, then I was surely going to be exiled back to Hexa or one of the other prison planets, and whatever became of the human and my child would be impossible to know. But, I knew, it would not be good. The child would probably be given away to the military, to be raised as a super soldier, and the human would lead a miserable existence still chained to Kerglan as his mate. I couldn’t let that happen. There had to be a way out of this. And I was going to find it.
***
When night fell, and Kerglan was finally done shouting at the human for the night, I roused myself from the rough cot in the corner of the cell and set my mind to escaping. This was my home. I had locked myself in the cell once before as a child on accident, back when father was out on a mission and would not return for several weeks. Kerglan had no idea, as he was away training at the academy, and I had had to rely on my own wits to escape.
Back then I had managed to find a way to reach the keypad on the door and work out the code, but my fingers had been much smaller and nimbler then. I was an adult now. There was no telling whether or not I would be able to reach it.
When I tried, I grimaced in pain. My forearms were much larger now. I would have to try harder than that. My eyes scanned the cell and rested upon the eating utensil from my dinner that night. I would just have to try to reach the keypad with that.
I fiddled with the lock for what seemed like an eternity, trying different key combinations and using all of the technical skill I possessed until finally, miraculously, the door hissed open.
I gaped in disbelief, my body flooded with adrenaline and relief. I had to get the code to the bay, get the human, and get the gred off of my planet.
***
I crept as quietly as I could down the hallway of my family home, expertly avoiding any of the areas I knew might creak or otherwise give me away. I passed Mila’s room and hesitated, longing to take a peek inside and see if she was okay. My brother had been quite harsh with her, and I wanted to see for myself that no harm had come to her or my child.
But I had a job to do and continued on with my purpose clear in my mind. I had to fetch the code to the bay.
When I reached my father’s office, I moved quickly, praying that he would not be inside working. I doubted he would, as he was scheduled to fly out in the morning on routine rounds and he always liked to be in bed early before a flight. Still, it was impossible to say what may happen.
I crept to the door, keying the passcode in as quickly as my fingers would allow me to. It was an easy one to r
emember: it was the number of his first ship.
When the door opened, I crept inside, my eyes scanning the darkened room with relief. My father was not there. I moved silently to the safe in the wall where I knew that he kept the code and bypassed most of the codes without incident. But when it came to the last one, I found myself stuck.
Suddenly, inspiration struck me, and I was shocked to find that I was right. It was my mother’s birthday.
I grabbed the code out of the safe and hurried out of the room, not bothering to shut the doors before I did so. I had to get the human and get the gred out of there before anything else happened. I could not allow any harm to befall my female or my child. I would protect them, no matter what the cost.
Chapter 10
Dr. Mila Voss
“Do not speak. Follow me.”
I was awakened suddenly by Lazan’s deep voice, and a sensual thrill surged through me as his strong fingers helped to rouse me from the bed and to my feet.
I followed him, half asleep, to the doorway of my bedroom. He lifted me carefully and carried me out of the house, then sat me down when we were in the cool night air. From there, he broke out in a sprint, running faster than I had ever seen anybody run in my life. He stopped in front of a neighbor’s hovercraft and let me inside, ducking in himself and hotwiring it so that it would start. When it did, we took off in silence.
“What’s going on?” I whispered once we had been driving a while.
“I am taking you back to Earth,” he said firmly. “It is where you belong.”
I gaped at him, my heart thudding with a painful elation. I wanted so badly to believe it possible.
“You can’t be serious,” I breathed. “How?”
“I told you, human. I would find a way. Quiet now, and follow me. Do as I say and we will be free.”
Lazan turned the hovercraft off and we crept to the massive doorway of a huge building. He typed in a code, and the doors opened quickly. I gasped when I saw what was inside: it was the deadliest looking spaceship I had ever seen.
We crept on board, and Lazan grinned at me.
“This ship is ours now. And that will be to the merit of Earth.”
I was speechless as he went to the command center and sat down, powering the ship up. We rolled out of the bay, and before I knew it, we were heading into the stars.
***
“I still can’t believe this is possible,” I whispered, laying on the bed in the master bedroom, caressing my belly. “I’m going home.”
Lazan was lounging beside me, looking at me with utter adoration.
“We are safe now, human. Nobody will bother us ever again.”
I wasn’t so sure about that, but before I could say so, Lazan’s lips were suddenly hot against mine, and I closed my eyes, breathing pleasantly as his touch sent heat through my body.
My desire for him was awakened in full, and I closed my eyes as he climbed over my body, placing tender kisses along my neck and sending jolts of fire coursing through me.
“Is this safe for the baby?” he whispered, dropping another hot kiss on my clavicle. I couldn’t stop the heat as it wound its way through my body. I needed him now more than I ever had before.
“It is,” I nodded. “The doctor told me when you were out of the room.”
Lazan’s beautiful eyes darkened, and he set to work, stripping me gingerly and removing his own clothing, revealing his perfectly sculpted abdomen. I reached out to brush my fingers along the defined muscles and shuddered when I felt the length of his member hot against my middle.
I moaned when he kissed me, long and languid strokes of the tongue that sent a shiver down my spine and caused me to buck my hips up against him. I shuddered at the feeling of his muscle as he rubbed it against my most sensitive parts, awakening every nerve ending in my body.
I cried out loudly, safe in the privacy of the ship, when Lazan entered me with a sudden directness that electrified my entire being. I inhaled deeply as he withdrew himself and plunged himself in again, sending me spiraling on a journey of pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced.
I felt safe and delicate in his strong arms as he began to unleash a torrent of thrusts inside me, each one more powerful and earth-shattering than the last. I could feel the pressure building inside of me to surrender to his body, and I held on to Lazan tightly as his eyes flashed sensually.
Another burst of pleasure wound its way through me, and I gasped in shock and delight as Lazan’s body brought me even higher to the ceiling of my climax. Never had I felt like this with anybody before, and now that I was with him, out in space where I felt safe at last, my body responded with an explosion of ecstasy unlike anything I’d thought possible.
Lazan’s body responded in kind, and I cried out as my insides were flooded with a hot burst of explosive bliss. Lazan hissed, dropping a passionate kiss upon my lips as our bodies became one and we climaxed together.
We were both panting when Lazan pulled away, grinning at me and placing a strong hand over the bump in my belly.
“We are going to name this child Yena,” he said firmly, his beautiful eyes sparkling so brightly that it was hard to say no.
“Why?” I asked instead.
“Because it means a second chance. I do not think there is a word in my language for a third chance,” he said with a chuckle. “But what I do know is I will take care of you both until my dying day.”
“I love you,” I whispered, clinging tightly to him.
“I love you, as well,” Lazan said.
He gathered me up into his arms and dropped a kiss upon my head, and I fell asleep beside him, dreaming of the day when I would finally set foot on Earth to raise my child with the man I loved.
The End
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Pax: Verian Mates
(Verian Mates)
By Stella Sky
Chapter 1
Second-in-Command Pax Curad
“To victory!”
I raised my glass, smiling broadly at the men surrounding me. It had been a long time since the disease affecting the men of Helna had been so debilitating that we had been at a crippling disadvantage in the fight to win Earth. The Verian men were warriors through and through, and I was proud of all that my men had accomplished. Despite that adversity, we had risen to become the fiercest warriors in the galaxy. And soon, all our hard work would pay off.
“Grendal, why aren’t you raising your glass?” Helden Matchob asked the man beside him, who was glowering darkly at the table.
“I refuse to take part in a custom that originated on Earth!” Grendal spat, his fist landing on the table so hard that the reverberations threatened to spill his drink. “That is not the way!”
I cast a worried look toward my brother, the Doyan and leader of Helna and all troops who fought to overtake Earth. Doyan Grod Curad was a hot-headed man and had been since they were boys. I and my brother had been raised by our short-tempered father, himself a Doyan and a man predisposed to violent fits of rage. Grod seemed to have adopted our father’s temperament, while I had managed to keep myself out of trouble by learning the darkness of the moods of the men around me and picking up valuable delegation skills.
Just as I had feared, Grod’s eyes had narrowed, and he stared darkly at Grendal, who remained oblivious to his leader’s fury, so stuck was he in his own bloated conviction.
“You refuse to follow the lead of your second-in-command?” Doyan Grod demanded, his gaze cold enough to send a shiver down my spine, even though th
e look wasn’t directed at me.
“I refuse to take part in human customs,” Grendal said, refusing to take the easy way out of the confrontation. “It has nothing to do with the second-in-command.”
I closed my eyes and sighed inwardly. The stubborn fool was going to get himself killed.
“It has everything to do with the second-in-command!” Grod continued, his face darkening from the sleek, crisp white of the Verian complexion to a passionate cream color. “It is your job and duty as a Verian soldier to uphold the law and follow the commands of your superiors. Commander Pax ordered you, specifically, to raise your glass!”
Grod’s heavy hand came down on the table, hard enough to crack it in half. The men jumped from their seats as their glasses crashed down onto the floor; all but Grendol, who was staring from his seat at the Doyan with wide eyes. He was scared now, but it was a little bit too late for that.
“I…Dershalga!” Grendol cried, cowering in fear as the Doyan made his way toward him.
“It is too late for your petty apologies,” Grod said, his voice menacing. “You have disrespected the powers that be: the mighty rule that has brought us to the edge of victory. You show me now whose side you are on, and I refuse to allow you to fight in my name and share in our victory from this moment forth.”
I looked away just as Grod stopped in front of Greandol, and a sickening thud filled the air. I winced as Greandol’s body slumped to the floor, and opened my eyes again just in time to see my brother’s chilling smile.
“Anybody else want to bring up their displeasure with the way things are run here?” Greandol asked, quirking his brow.
Nobody spoke or moved; they scarcely dared to breathe. This was the state that Grod seemed to prefer them in. He loved to be in the center of a group of people who were in awe of him: who feared him and his orders so deeply that they didn’t even catch his gaze.
