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He’s my son…

He’s my son…

He’s my son…

Holding back the urged to kill, Cross closed her eyes and took in deep breath and exhaled through the nose; she did it five more time. Rage was a dangerous thing to control; the need to tear this Yautja apart ate at her until her head was pounding in pain! How could he have abandoned his own baby like that? And after seven months, come and tried to take the child she raised away from her?! Had her father, all along been right about these arrogant creatures?

“You smell of anger, hatred and rage,” the Yautja male growled above her, his heavy dreadlocks curtaining around her. “You think I was the one who abandon my own pup?”

Opening one eye, she continued her deep breathing. “Are you saying you didn’t?”

“It is heard of when a Clan birthed a…pup like Connor; it is either killed or abandoned.” He explained softly, the hold he had on her never loosened. “However…I could never do such a thing to my own flesh and blood…”

Her eyes glared at him. “And yet…”

“You will let me finish, female!” he roared, his piercing yellow eyes staring down her hard. “Only certain Clans do such dishonorable thing, other Clans allowed pups, such as Connor a chance at life. Guan-thwei Clan would never allowed such dishonor to their name.”

“The female I mated with was from a Clan such as that,” he continued to explained. “After we mated, I left and only received words weeks ago she carried my pup. You see, in my Clan the females’ raised the pups for seven months until the Sires come and bring them back to their Clan Ship to train. The day I went back for my pup, the female told me of what she did.”

Cross listened to his words and felt her anger slipped away. And when he came to Earth his ship crashed landed and he was captured and experimented on for weeks. Suddenly her body wasn’t shaking from anger, it was shaking in fear. The thought of having her son taken from her…words couldn’t begin to describe the pain and fear pumping through her heart. She just lost Constantine…she couldn’t lose her son as well!

Turning her head away, Cross held back her tears. “Please…let me up.”

Betanu clicked his mandibles, but nodded. He was careful to ease his massive weight off the female and watched her scurried away from him, not in fear but in distress.

“Did you already tell Connor?”

“Mo, I was waiting for you to wake up so we can discuss this,” Betanu explained.

Cross snorted bitterly. “Yes, let’s discuss you taking my son away…”

Instead of being angry, Betanu merely tilted his head to the side, his yellow eyes staring at the ooman female with great interest. “You really love him, don’t you?”

“Of course I love him,” she whispered as she turned her eyes away from him. “He’s my son…”

Betanu nodded. “I owe you everything…”

At his words she turned back to him with a confused frown. “For what?”

“Connor is my first male pup,” he muttered, his mandibles twitching nervously. “Every female I mated with always sent words that the pups they carried were females, Connor is the first. You see, if a Bearer carried a female pup she gets to raise the child into adulthood. But if the pup is male the Bearer raises him for seven months before the Sires come to take the pup back to his Clan Ship.”

Betanu turned his head away, his thick black dreadlocks swinging with the harsh movement. “I had every intention to come to this planet and take back my pup by any means necessary.” The fierce Yautja male growled and then his eyes softened when he turned to her. “But I didn’t expect to find him in the care of an ooman female. One, who’s is strong willed with courage of fire to protect my pup from any danger, even risked her life for his.”

Cross turned away from his words, her throat tightening in pain. “How did you know he was still alive after all these months?”

He trilled and pressed his talon fingers to his chest. “I just knew it…” he leaned closer to her. “I heard from Connor what you did to keep him alive from your Sire. The place where I was imprisoned…you came and saved me as well when you didn’t have to. ”

The scars and pain was the reminder of what she sacrificed for her son and she’ll gladly do it again.

“Cross, I do not take your son away to hurt you, but I must train him…” saying that he reached for her exposed arm and ran his talons softly over the clawed marks left by her son. “Connor’s is reaching an age where he goes into rage and aggression. The sight of other males will do that to him…”

Cross’s eyes snapped towards his. “Explain that part to me.”

He nodded. “At the age Connor is in, his aggression level are unstable. If the pup is with his Bearer for too long, he will become attached to her. And if other males try to mate with his Bearer the surged of hormones and rage will explode in his body. Causing him to attack…”

Cross shut her eyes at his words. The images playing in her head was the night Connor spied on her and Constantine. Never had she seen her son so…furious. The looked in his eyes that night intended murder.

“In the back of his head, the pup feared his Bearer carrying another suckling meant tossing him aside. His survival instinct took over and he acted out his rage.” He continued to explain patiently. “Without the proper training, Connor will not be able to control his aggression. You must see I have to take him with me.”

What choice did she have?!She wanted to screams the words at him. If she kept her son then she would be doing it out of selfishness. But if she allowed Betanu to take Connor away…then that meant she was losing a part of herself as well. The rage Connor had shown that night in the hallway and the scars he’d given her was enough proofed she needed. Connor really did needed help controlling his rage and aggression and she wasn’t the person properly trained for it.

The sudden urged to lie down on the floor and curled into a tight ball was almost tempting. But now wasn’t the time to think about herself. Unable to help himself, Betanu begin to purr in hopes to soothe the distressed female. Cross was almost startled by the sudden noise; it was so much deeper and more masculine, already she can feel herself being drawn in to its alluring call. It was almost strange... but Cross can feel her body reacting to his purrs. Suddenly pair of massive arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her hard against a wall of solid muscles. Being pressed up against his body while he purred only made things worst!

“Your pheromones had changed dramatically,” the large Yautja male purred as he ran his talons carefully up and down her small ooman back.

Cross arched her back at the sensation with a gasps.

His purred deepened. Never have Betanu came across a scent so potent and arousing, it was more intoxicating then the females back on his Clan Ship. His chest rumbled with pleasure when the small female pressed her body against his. Betanu’s purred had only meant to comfort the female, but it had made her go into heat! The thick mating musk was already emitting front his body in excitement. It wasn’t unheard of for a male of his species to mate with an ooman female. Betanu was sorely tempted to rip the hospital gown from her body and lay her back down on the bed. He was inches away from doing just that when suddenly she shoved him away from her with a cry of distress.

What the hell was she doing!? Was she really getting turned on by an alien!? What the hell was the matter with her!?

Cursing, Cross quickly jumped off the bed and move away from him in a haste. “Uh, I’m so sorry for what just happened!”

Betanu was already moving off the bed and approaching her. “There is no need for apologies. I should be the one…”

“What’s that smell?”

The massive Yautja halted and chirped. “What smell?”

Cross didn’t know how to describe the smell, only that inhaling it made her even more turned on. Cross’s body was trembling with painful need, never had she felt this way. Even when she was with Constantine he wasn’t able to make her feel this way. Her libido was practically tightening in need. Just rubbing her thighs together was enough to send little spasms down her lower region. Controlling her breathing, Cross approached the confused Yautja male and instantly stopped.

“You’re the one who’s making that smell!” she accused huskily.

Betanu jerked back at her words, his mandibles sagging in shock. “You can smell my musk!?”

She frowned at his words. “Your what musk?”

If Betanu can blush red, Cross would’ve seen how embarrassed the eight foot Yautja was. In all his studies, Betanu never came across an ooman that can smell the mating musk of his species. Ooman’s smell weren’t as sensitive as the Yautja’s, but somehow Cross can smell his! And with the way she was acting, he would say she was responding to the mating call, just like a female Yautja would.

“Please, whatever you’re doing, turn it off!” her glowing purple eyes darted down and gasps and quickly turned away. It look as though his loin-cloth was about to burst!

Betanu’s massive chest puffed at the intoxicating scent she was giving out. Her body was practically begging to be satisfied and he was eager to comply! But he was an Honored Warrior, not some Youngblood with his first female! Shaking off the urged to pounce on the female, Betanu activated his cloaking device before storming out the medic quarter with a frustrating growl.

The second he was gone, Cross breathe through her nose but quickly clamped her hands over it. Betanu was gone, but his musk still lingered in the air! She needed to get out here ASAP! She was heading towards the doors when suddenly Connor burst in and wrapped his arms around her waist. Cross stumbled a bit but caught her balance before returning her son’s embrace.

Within seconds of the embrace Connor pulled back with his brows furrowed in a curious manner before asking. “Mom, what’s that smell?”

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Cross made sure to stay away from Betanu after the 'little incident.' But there was nothing she can do when Connor wanted to go off with the male Yautja. She still didn't know how to tell her son that his father, Betanu, was going to take him away. The story he told her still played in her head. She didn't want Connor to go, but what choice did she have? Her son was growing into a Yautja and he needed a male guide to help him along the way. His aggression level will only get worse if continues to stay with her and there’s nothing she can do to help him!

“Mom, I want to show you…”

“In a minute,” she muttered, her brows pulled together angrily.

"You've been acting weird since we came home," Connor had entered the small apartment and stopped at the sight of his mother sitting at the table staring off into space. Worries knotted in his stomach. Since leaving the medic quarter, his mother barely said two words and that was only two days ago!

"Fine," Cross spared a glance at her son before returning her attention to her troubled thoughts.

Frustrated, Connor growled and approached her. "You're acting like me when I don't get what I want!"

At his words she chuckled. "Trust me; you act worst then this, baby."

He huffed, his expression softening. "Tell me what's wrong. I asked Betanu about your problem and he told me to ask you...what's wrong?"

Cross frowned. "You shouldn't tell other people..."

"Then tell me! I'm not a mind reader," he snapped, taking her hands in his. "You’re scaring me..."

Hearing the pain and worried in his small timid voice, Cross gathered her son into her arms and pulled him into her tight embrace. Her son purred against her, bringing tears to her eyes.

"We need to talk, Connor," she whispered, sitting him on her lap.

He nodded eagerly.

The words she desperately wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat. Perhaps she shouldn’t be the only one to talk to him about this; already she was shaking her head. No, she couldn’t be a coward about this. The decision was made; it was time for her son to know of her plans for his future.

By doing it one baby step at a time…

“What do you think of Betanu?”

He shrugged. “Tall…”

At his one word, she arched a curious brow. “Is that all you have to say?”

“All he wants to talk about is how to improve my behavior,” he scoffed. “He says I act too much like a human child.”

She chuckled.

“He also says I give off my emotion easily,” Connor rolled his eyes. “He sounds just like the General.”

“But is he better than the General?”

Tapping a talon finger to his mandibles thoughtfully, Connor trilled. “Much better than the General, he’s patient with me and tells me lots of stories of his hunts! Oh, and he tells me so many interesting things about being a Yautja.”

Cross gave a relief sighed at his words. “Good. Do you want to learn the Yautja’s way?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know…”

“Connor, you’re a Yautja and it would seem shameful for you not to learn of your specie’s way, regardless it’s still a part of you.”

Connor’s red eyes looked at her suspiciously. “What are you trying to say?”

Cross took in a deep breath, better to get it over with. “Betanu and I had a little talk…and he, well, he wants to take you back with him to the Clan Ship.”

Already Connor was off her lap and scowling at her. “You’re throwing me away?!”

Cross’s eyes widened in shock. “That’s not what I meant, Connor, I just think it would be best for you to be around your own species and learn from them.”

He growled, his mandibles flaring in anger.

“Connor, there is also something I must tell you…”

He scoffed. “What?”

“Betanu is your father.”

There, simple and easy!

“I don’t believe you…” he whispered numbly.

The words barely passed his mandibles but she heard them clearly. “Perhaps you should talk with Betanu,” she suggested.

His mom didn’t have to tell him twice, Connor was already out the doors and heading towards the mechanics quarter. Ignoring the stares and whispers, Connor made it towards his destination located in a separate part of the Colony. Approaching the foreign alien ship, the little Yautja walked up the ramp and quickly halted at the sight of the adult Yautja standing there. At the sight of him, Connor growled low in his throat. What the hell lies was Betanu telling his mother!?

Judging by the furious look on the pup’s face, Betanu didn’t have to guess what brought the little Yautja to him. “So…she finally told you after two days.”

“You’re not my father,” he snarled, his fists balling.

“You looking for a fight, pup?”

Connor’s lower mandibles spread in aggression. “Even if you’re my…sperm donor, I want nothing to do with you.”

Betanu frowned at the unfamiliar term. “Sperm donor?”

“Listen, I’m not going anywhere with you,” Connor snapped angrily. “So, just stay away from me and my mother and get the hell off this planet.”

Betanu watched Connor walked away with an amused look, it wasn’t what the massive eight foot Yautja had in mind for the first conversation, but, it was a start.

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chiken8 : I don't think Cross will ever end up on a Yautja planet, but Clan Ship, most definitely! and as for the General...you will have to wait and see hahaha.
bloodravyn : I always love it when i catch my readers by surprise! hahaha
Rev: hahaah i was actually tempted to put something like that!! but as for Constantine...his role aint over yet hahah
LadyC : thanks for reviewing!!! and im happy you're enjoying the story!!
Desmond North : thank you so much!! and i will definitely give yall more chapters!!

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