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Su’tara refused to leave her room or be seen by anyone but
her two mothers. She felt ashamed and thought maybe she deserved what happened
to her. She started thinking if she ever teased Kon’kan or led him on. Su’tara
started to cry every time Lo’kesh buzzed her com. After a couple of weeks she
finally decided to answer his call.
His heart raced when he heard her voice. Lo’kesh could
hear the pain in her greeting. He was going out on his mission soon, but not if
Su’tara wasn’t feeling better. “Are you alright Su’tara?” he purred softly. “I
have been so very worried about you.”
“I’m fine,” her voice cracked as she wiped her tears away.
“How are you?”
“I am not good,” he admitted. “I can not eat. I have not
really slept since I last saw you. I just need to hear from you that you are
well. I miss you.”
Su’tara couldn’t respond back. Once again guilt crept over
her. She could no longer see a future with Lo’kesh. She couldn’t see herself
with anyone. Lo’kesh could hear her sniffle and he felt a pain in his chest. “I
feel like this is my entire fault. If I told you no to having lunch with him…”
“No, this isn’t your fault Lo’kesh,” she blurted. “It’s
mine. Which is why, I can never be with you.”
“What do you mean?”
“How can you be with someone like me now,” Su’tara tried
to hold back her tears. “I can’t even look at myself. I can't think about you
looking at me.” She turned off her com and pulled the covers over her head.
Every time she moved she felt a little ache and it only reminded her of what
happened. The precious time she spent with Lo’kesh no longer mattered.
Kayla refused to leave her quarters until Su’tara felt
better. Lee’na and Stef’na kept her company. When Kayla answered the door she
was surprised to see Lo’kesh staring at her. He looked extremely nervous. He
bowed before walking in uninvited. Lee’na and Stef’na stood up and looked at
him.
“Please allow me to see her,” he blurted.
“Lo’kesh,” Kayla stammered. “I don’t think that is wise.
She will not even look at her brothers and father.”
“I feel responsible,” he admitted. He looked down at
Stef’na as she grabbed his wrist.
“Continue,” she grunted at him.
“I feel like this would have never happened if I didn’t
give her permission to have a meal with him.” He said softly. “Instead she
blames herself. I just talked to her. Let me see her please. Just
a few moments.” Kayla looked at Stef’na and she nodded.
He followed Kayla down the long corridor. “A few moments,”
she whispered before Su’tara’s door opened.
Kayla watched as Lo’kesh facial expression changed when he looked at Su’tara
lying on her side with the blanket over her body. Kayla left them alone.
“Mother I’m fine,” Su’tara said softly. She felt someone
sit on her bed. “Ta’noj, go away.” She jumped when Lo’kesh said her name. She
looked at him for a moment before her tears started to cloud her eyes.
“Lo’kesh? I do not wish to see you.” She covered her face with her blanket. “Go
away, please.”
“I told you, your face is far too beautiful to cover,” he
teased as he tugged the blanket away.
“Do not look at me.”
“I can not help but to look at the female I want to spend
eternity with,” he tilted his head to the side as her pulse started to race.
“I have nothing more to offer you,” she said softly as she
sniffled.
“You are more than a barrier,” he purred. He held her hand
as it trembled. “I care about you Su’tara. I too do not see my future without
you. Do not let Kon’kan take that from us.”
Kayla tapped her nails on the table as she looked at the
hallway. Lo’kesh has been in her room for a while now. “Kayla?” Lee’na said
trying to get her attention. “Did you hear me?”
“No,” she admitted looking at Lee’na. “Do you think she is
alright?”
“That is her future mate,” Stef’na trilled softly. “Of
course she is.” Kayla stood up and walked towards Su’tara’s room. She wanted to
cry when she saw her daughter holding onto Lo’kesh for dear life and crying in
his arms. His purr was so loud Kayla could hear it from the door. She smiled
and walked away.
“You and I will be alright,” Lo’kesh assured her as he
held her tightly.
“Did you kill him or my father?” she asked as he held her.
“I did,” he thought about the day and growled. “I do not
remember exactly what happened. When I get angry I have blackouts. I do not
recall the incident entirely. Your father said I broke his arms and legs in
several places then ripped off his mandibles and allowed him to slowly bleed to
death.” Su’tara looked at him in shock.
“I don’t believe you,” she said shaking her head. “You are
not a violent person.”
“Yes I am,” he said softly. It was something he never
admitted to anyone and even calling himself such felt slightly embarrassing.
Lo’kesh leaned back on her bed and Su’tara rested her head on his chest before
wrapping her arms around him. “I use meditation to control my anger.”
“I’ve heard of Yautja’s like that,” she looked at him. “Natural born killers. They are usually exiled because of
their lust for killing.”
“I think the story has been embellished over the
centuries,” he chuckled.
Su’tara thought about the day she watched him beat on a
guard. “When I asked you during our meal about you beating on the guard you
shrugged your shoulders and never really answered me,” she shook her head. “You
did not remember.”
“No, I did not,” he admitted. “I can control my anger
Su’tara, but when it comes to protecting you I do not feel a need to control
it.”
“Why haven’t you asked me to be your mate?”
“I have nothing to offer you,” he admitted to her,
“Kon’kan reminded me that I had no lineage and my locks bared blank rings. I
could not ask until I went out on a few hunts. I want you to be proud to have
me as a mate.”
“Lo’kesh,” Su’tara sighed. “That means nothing to me. I
liked you when you were an eta. Besides, I have enough family for the both of
us.”
“I did not know if you were completely ready for such a
commitment,” he playfully tugged on her hair with his mandibles. “Your mother
and father know. Your mother knew when I was an eta. She came to see me.”
Su’tara was surprised. “She did?”
“Yes,” he nodded. “After beating my roommate into
submission I was almost frightened.” Su’tara smiled, placing her head back on
his chest. They were quiet for a moment. “So if I ask you, will you say yes?”
“Lo’kesh I would have said yes the day I met you,” she
smiled as she squeezed him tighter. Lo’kesh looked at his hair and took the
ring off from his first battle.
“This is my first battle,” he said proudly. “Wear it until
we are ready for our ritual.” Su’tara smiled and sat up. She looked at her
rings and took one off.
“This is the story of how my ooman grandfather met my
Yautja grandfather,” she said handing it to him. “It means a lot to me, just as
much as your first battle.” She slipped his ring on her hair and he trilled
softly as he did the same.
“I must go,” he wrapped his arms around her. “Now that I
know we are ok…”
“No, please,” she said resting her head back on his chest.
“Just hold me a while longer.”
“Ok,” he nodded as he leaned back.
Lee’na and Stef’na went to go check on a new material for
Su’tara. Lee’na thought if she made her a dress it would make her feel a bit
better. “How is she?” Sh’lok purred as he walked in. He held Kayla close as she
sighed.
“She is in the room with Lo’kesh,” she said. “They have
been in there for hours.”
“Surly you do not think…”
“Of course not,” Kayla pushed his shoulder. “She was just
assaulted. When I checked she was crying in his arms. He really loves her.”
“Care,” he corrected her as they walked towards Su’tara’s
room. “He cares deeply.”
“He never had anything else in life to love,” Kayla
shrugged her shoulders. “No trophies, parents or material things. Why not our daughter?” When the door opened Su’tara was
sleep on Lo’kesh chest and he was sitting up, leaning on the steel headboard
with his arms around Su’tara. He too was asleep. Sh’lok closed the doors.
“You are right,” he nodded. “I strongly approve of him.”
When they finally woke up Su’tara told Lo’kesh that she was
hungry. He immediately went to get her something to eat. He stayed close to
Su’tara everyday, only leaving to shower and change. She assured him she would
be ok and to go back to his normal duties. Su’tara walked him to the door. “I
may not see you for a few days,” he explained as he turned to look at her.
“There is another hunting party going out soon. I wish to join them and I have
to train.”
“I understand,” she smiled. “Will I see you before you
leave?”
“Of course,” he purred. Su’tara kissed his cheek and he in
turn, touched it softly. “It tingles whenever you do that.” Lo’kesh paused for
a moment before nodding. “I like it.” He touched her face. “Do you have a
fever?”
“Since I met you, your eyes always warmed me,” Su’tara
smiled at him.
“Your eyes do the same to me Su’tara.”
When the door closed Su’tara turned around to see Ta’noj
starring at her. “You are out of your room now? Does this mean we can go
sparring again?”
Su’tara thought for a moment and shook her head no. “I
don’t feel comfortable around so many males yet.”
“Why not?” Ta’noj shook his head.
“Kon’kan is dead and his brother talked nasty about you and they found his body
yesterday.” Ta’noj thought of Kul’vir. “Have you spoken with Mother?”
“No,” she shook her brother’s shoulder softly. Shra’van
grunted as he past by both of them. He pushed Su’tara out of the way and she
growled at him.
“That is all you can do is growl, you female,” he growled
in return. “You wish to spar with me to show me how tough you really are?” Su’tara
narrowed her eyes at him.
“Don’t test me Shra’van,” she snarled.
“I just did,” he snarled back pushing on her shoulder.
“Meet me in the main training room if you wish to fight, you weak ass half
breed.” Su’tara tried to lunge at him, but he quickly moved out her way and
chuckled as she stormed off to her room to change.
Ta’noj stared at him a moment before letting out a
chuckle. “That was good.”
“I had to do something to get her out of these damn
quarters,” he grunted.
“You are a half breed as well Shra’van,” Ta’noj reminded
him.
“Do not remind me,” he sighed before walking out. He
walked back in and looked at Ta’noj carefully. “There is something different
about you?”
Ta’noj held up one of his locks and Shra’van grunted
before walking back out. It was more painful than he thought, but he wanted his
hair locked before the test to be placed in one of Ya’sha classes. Kayla had to
go with him and assure it was ok since Ta’noj was young. He had to plead with
his mother to allow him to get it done. On the first try he accidentally made a
whimper noise and the groomers took his hair down and started over again. He
knew from that point to not say a word. Kayla couldn’t watch. She remembered
seeing Shra’van getting his hair done and almost wanted to cry or kill the
groomer that made her son twitch. Ta’noj had to go through a few more weeks of
pain before the process was complete.
Su’tara was quiet as she walked with Ta’noj. When they
approached the training room she stopped and stared at the doors. “Do you think
I’m dressed ok?” she looked at her brother.
“You look like Mother when she trains with me,” he purred
softly. “It was not your fault Su’tara.” He shook her shoulder softly. “Go kick
Shra’van’s butt.” She nodded and opened the doors. She felt the stares of the
males, but as usual she pretended to not notice. Shra’van was talking to
Ra’tul, as he threw a combistick at Su’tara. She caught it midair and growled
at him.
“She needs to work off her anger,” Shra’van explained in a
low voice. “Even if I have to get her to advert it towards
me.”
“You are a good brother,” Ra’tul nodded before Su’tara
could reach them.
“Do not tell her that,” he growled. Su’tara wasted no time
in attacking Shra’van.
Lo’kesh walked in to see Su’tara fighting her brother. He
was surprised to see her out of her quarters. Especially when she swore she
would never leave them. “Ta’noj, Ra’tul.”
“Hello Lo’kesh,” he nodded before turning his attentions
back towards Su’tara. Ra’tul looked at him and grunted. Not to long ago Ra’tul
fought him in a friendly match to see what Su’tara interest in him was. After
talking to him over a meal he came to the conclusion that Lo’kesh wasn’t so
bad.
“How long has she been fighting?” he watched the sweat
pour off her body.
“At least ten minutes,” Ta’noj said with great concern.
“She had never fought this long non-stop. Shra’van purposely provoked her to
get her out the quarters and work off her anger, but she keeps beating him. He
is not a good match for her.”
Lo’kesh walked over to Ba’naj and started talking to him.
He nodded and walked over to the fight. He extended his combistick and pushed
Shra’van out the way to quickly stop one of Su’tara’s blows. “You are weak,”
Ba’naj growled at her. “Try to…” His words were cut off when Su’tara attacked
him. Lo’kesh watched her in amazement as he stood next to Ta’noj. Neither one
of them had ever seen a female fight with so much anger. Lo’kesh knew it was
her anger and pain over what happened and for a moment he was saddened by it.
Others thought she just had a lot of energy. None of them thought she could
fight so well. Even Ba’naj was getting a bit tired, but he refused to let a
female know that.
“Admit defeat and surrender your weapon,” Ba’naj growled
at her as she continued to attack him.
“No, you back down,” she yelled at him. “Like a bitch.”
Everyone watched as he snarled at her and continued his attacks. She missed
every one. No child has ever lasted this long with him. He was growing
frustrated with her, yet he was extremely impressed.
“How long has she been fighting?” Maha’vin questioned as
he joined Lo’kesh and Ta’noj.
“Almost thirty minutes,” Ta’noj said. “I think she is
starting to slow down.”
“She is saddened and in pain,” Maha’vin said softly as he
watched Su’tara. “Her mother used to do the same thing.” He growled as he
thought of how he used to fight with Kayla. Ta’noj looked at him in a curious
manner before looking back at his sister. When Ba’naj finally pushed her to the
ground and stuck the combistick at her throat she admitted defeat.
He helped her up and shook her shoulder. “Who taught you
how to fight like that?” he questioned throwing her a towel.
“My mother.”
Ba’naj growled in pleasure. I have to have Kayla,
he thought. “She taught you well.” Su’tara was barely able to breathe. Ba’naj
told her to take deep breaths to regulate her breathing. “You fight better than
most females. Why don’t you go out on the hunt next week? You can earn your
marks easily.”
“I’m not a warrior,” she shook her head. Ba’naj looked at
her in surprise. Lo’kesh walked up behind her, but she didn’t notice.
“You should be,” Ba’naj encouraged her. “But if not, I do
have sons.”
“Lo’kesh is my future mate,” she smiled as she spoke. “I
do not think he would care for his mate to go out on hunts.”
Su’tara turned around when Lo’kesh started to purr. Ba’naj
walked away to go and speak with Maha’vin. “It feels good to hear you speak of
me. After your fight, do you feel better?” Su’tara nodded yes as she wiped the
back of her neck. She sat next to Maha’vin and waited for Lo’kesh to finish his
training.
“Your father would have been very proud of your fighting
skills,” Maha’vin looked at her.
“Him being proud is of no concern to me,” Su’tara mumbled.
Maha’vin tilted his head to the side and he turned to look
at her. Su’tara turned to stare back at him. She has her mother’s spunk,
he grunted before speaking to her. “Why are you angry with your deceased
father?” He had never seen Su’tara so angry and her eyes almost looked familiar
to him. He realized he seen that anger before. He shook his head in disbelief.
Ta’noj noticed Maha’vin staring at Su’tara. “Maybe we
should go,” he said softly shaking his sister’s shoulder.
“I am waiting for Lo’kesh,” she continued to stare at
Maha’vin.
“You act as if you almost hate him and yet you never met
him,” he said still looking into her eyes. They were much brighter than
Ga’gan’s eyes and defiantly not the color of Kayla’s.
“Maybe I do,” she barked.
“Watch your tone and your words, Niece,” he growled.
“How in the hell can I respect a male that gave my mother
seba on purpose?” she growled at him. “If you must know…” She paused as
Maha’vin expression changed. He stood up and Su’tara stood up as well. “No, I
don’t care for him and it bores me to death to hear how great of a Yautja he
was. And after experiencing my attack I loathe him even more than before.”
“Su’tara,” Ta’noj begged as he stood next to her. “Please,
let us go.”
Maha’vin stood in shock. “Your eyes,” he shook his head
again. “Your anger…”
“Maha’vin,” Ta’noj looked at him. Maha’vin stared at him.
His eyes reminded him of Kayla’s. The way they silently pleaded with him was
identical.
Maha’vin turned to look at Shra’van, whom was talking to
Ra’tul. “Shra’van.”
“What?” he turned to look at Maha’vin. He looked just like
Sh’lok, just smaller. Maha’vin turned to look back at Ta’noj and Su’tara.
“Where is your mother?”
“Go find her yourself,” Su’tara growled. He left and
Ta’noj hit Su’tara on her arm.
“Why did you do that?” he growled.
“He angers me with his comparisons,” she grunted sitting
back down. “I am sick of the Ga’gan stories.”
When Kayla answered the door Maha’vin stormed in. Sh’lok
stood up and growled at him. “I need to speak with her in private,” Maha’vin
growled.
“No,” Sh’lok stepped closer to him. “You talk to my mate
in front of me.”
“There are things that you do not know nor need to know,”
Maha’vin barked.
“I know that you are Kul’vir’s father,” Sh’lok crossed his
arms. “Kayla hides nothing from me, now say what you
need to say.”
“Fine! Is Su’tara my daughter?”
he roared at the both of them. Kayla pulse started to race as Maha’vin stared
at her. “I can hear your pulse racing. Do not try to lie to me.”
“She is not your daughter,” Kayla snapped at him as Sh’lok
walked closer.
Maha’vin tilted his head to the side as his mandibles
clicked softly. “On the planet,” he spoke softly. “You could have told me when
I first held her that she was my granddaughter. I would not have said
anything.”
Kayla looked up at Sh’lok, but he was staring at Maha’vin.
“I didn’t tell anyone, but Sh’lok,” she said softly as she walked closer to
Maha’vin. “Kul’vir knew before I did.”
“Kul’vir was not your active mate at the time,” he growled
at her. “You betrayed Ga’gan?” Sh’lok left the room as she explained what
happened. He hated to hear how she was with another male.
“Seba helped produce the child who was now attacked
because of it,” he said softly.
“That’s not fair,” Kayla wiped her tears away.
“You and Kul’vir are not fair,” he spoke before walking to
the door. “I wish for my son to live so I will not speak of this to anyone.” He
turned to look at Kayla. “If I had known she was my grandchild I would have
never agreed to help Ne’el with this ship. You have robed me of the time I
could have spent getting to know her. My first grandchild.
Now, I have to find a way for her to talk to me because she and I do not get
along. I was indirectly involved in my son’s life and I will do the same with
her.”
“Maha’vin, how did you know?”
“Shra’van eyes are like Sh’lok’s. He even has the same
smug attitude. Ta’noj eyes are like yours, they speak to you when you look at
them and he has a calm yet curious manner, like you. And Su’tara eyes and anger
is like mine and Kul’vir. Ga’gan’s temperament is nothing like hers.”
Kayla stood there as she watched the door close. “I have
to tell Stef’na first,” Kayla said softly as Sh’lok arms went around her. “Then
I will tell Su’tara.”
“It could possibly ruin his family,” Sh’lok warned her.
Kayla turned around and looked at him. “Ta’noj knows. He
walked in on Pahel telling me that Kul’vir may have killed Kon’kan’s brother.”
Kayla sighed. “I had to tell him.”
“You do what you think is best Kayla,” he purred softly on
her neck.
Sh’lok claws scraped up and down Kayla’s back. “Where is
Lee’na?”
Sh’lok huffed at the question. “Stop leaving the room
every time I show Lee’na affection.”
“I asked you to become her mate because of her unfair
punishment,” Kayla looked up at him. “Do you care for her now?”
“She is my mate,” he growled stepping away from Kayla. He
turned and picked up one of the several tablets on the table. “Does it matter?”
“If
it didn’t I would not have asked,” Kayla walked away. “Your actions just gave
me an answer.” Sh’lok tried calling her back, but she walked out of their
quarters.
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