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I Don't Regret	By : JasminSteele Category: M through R > Predator Views: 3941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Fourteen
Round Three
"Look out!" I shouted across the battlefield. Tox was about to be pounced on from behind but Beira shot the hard meat and it was flung off to the side. I was crouched over another Hunter's body trying to fit his plasma caster onto a hilt so I could make it into a hand held gun. I had already done the same thing to six other bodies, six bodies that were set as a trap to lure us in.
Thankfully Tox was well aware of the trap and got the drop on the hard meat who had set it. The only problem was that we didn't know they had backup waiting not that far away. I quickly stripped the weapons and tossed them to my comrades, including the Elder who decided to hunt with us.
"Turn back!" he shouted above the firing. I could only agree. The damn hard meat were overrunning the area, again. It was a different planet but the same thing had already happened twice before.
The surface was bombed from orbit and we left a warning buoy so other Hunters would know there could possibly be a swarm on the surface if they didn't all die from the explosion.
Only ten of us made it back to the ship. Our party was fifty strong at the start, including the Elder, and our numbers were crashing, hard. Tox, Beira and I had gained trophies and were considered blooded but there were many others who weren't. They still needed to hunt and we didn't see the harm in joining them. We didn't want to kill anything, just heard potential prey their way.
I had gained three new trophies, which was less than I actually killed but I couldn't carry everything back with me to the ship, not if I wanted to live, and I did. I wanted to live to return to Tobias and my quiet life as a teacher.
Beira was making it very difficult, though. The male and I had become increasingly closer and despite my best efforts he was persistent. It happened during his recovery, when I was helping him through therapy so he could hunt again. It took almost two months but he finally regained all of his strength and mobility.
We all sat in the med bay with various injuries. Two were seriously injured and Tox didn't know if they were going to pull through. The ship's doctor was also a hunter and he had died on the field below us. That left Tox in charge since he had the most knowledge and experience out of all of us.
"Status report," the Elder demanded as he charged through the door. He had only minor scrapes and wasn't in a good mood. The hunt wasn't supposed to be so disastrous, statistically we were only supposed to lose a dozen or so Hunters throughout the entire duration of the hunt, if that. By the time we bombed the surface we had lost forty members of the party and it looked like two more were going to follow them.
"One is stable," Tox replied with confidence. "The other is weakening and will die within the hour," he stated with just as much confidence. My head hung at the news, I had never imagined there would be so much death.
Our Elder seemed to calm his own rage down by heaving a sigh. Even with just ten, soon to be nine, a few still didn't have trophies to take home and that meant we couldn't go back, not yet.
"After we recover we will continue," the Elder said and puffed his chest out. "Keep me posted," he said to Tox and he nodded.
Once the Elder was gone my large friend came to me to tend to my wounds. I was depressed, to say the least, as he dabbed at cuts and scrapes with disinfectant. When he was done I didn't even notice when Beira sat next me or when he put his head on my shoulder. It was when he set his hand gently on my leg that I snapped out of my reverie.
Without thinking I took hold of his hand and squeezed it. Even though we weren't extremely close to the others on the ship their loss weighed heavily on us. I could see it in the way Tox was moving and I could tell because Beira wasn't trying to make a pass at me, he only wanted comfort. His injuries were minor, as were mine and Tox's but I still felt the need to sit in the medical room with the others. Our Elder had no doubt returned to the helm to plot a course to a new planet that we could eventually hunt on.
"You two should rest," Tox said while not looking at us. He was filling a syringe with something to give to one of the more seriously injured males. Three were on tables but the other four were trying to clean their wounds and get them ready to be bandaged. It didn't look like they needed help so I nodded and walked Beira back to his room.
"Stay with me?" Beira asked when I turned to leave. He had my hand in his and a pleading look in his eyes. I was about to say 'no' but, I realized that being alone wasn't something I wanted either.
Instead of leaving I stayed, pulling him into an embrace and we just stood there. Time stood still around us, I could only hear his breathing mixing with my own. His arms were around my waist and his pelvis was pushed into mine, our bodies pressed so close together…
I let go and took a step back before I could become aroused. I hadn't been that close to anyone, not since I left Tobias behind, and it certainly wouldn't take much to become excited.
"What's wrong?" Beira asked, worried. My pulling away from him was rather sudden, as if I couldn't stand to comfort him any more.
"Nothing," I said and tried to give him a smile but he knew better.
"Then stay with me," he said quietly and stepped up to me again. "I know you don't like males," he continued and stepped in close to me, taking my wrists then hands gently in his own, "but I don't want to die without being with the one I love."
My eyes snapped down to his and my breath stopped where it was. He loved me? "I don't want to die without knowing your touch," he breathed and leaned into my neck. I could only swallow coarsely and stand there, my body was already reacting in a way I didn't want it to but…"I know we won't be able to survive much longer, not if our hunts keep ending like this."
"I can't," I whispered but he didn't stop and I didn't feel strong enough to make him stop. My body ached for physical touch, for release, and despair weighed me down enough to realize that Beira was right; I could die the next time we went out and I would never see Tobias again, if I could grant Beira a last wish before we both died I would…and I did.
He was so gentle and loving as he caressed my neck with his mandibles and his hands gently rubbed my back. I couldn't help but purr as he moved around my body with his own. Soon my clothes fell away and so did his.
Our short time of passion came crashing down on me after I woke up. Beira was tucked into my side, both of us were hanging in his hammock. Mild horror slowly crept into my thoughts and it took all of my will power not to dump us out of the bed and run away.
I had betrayed my love, my Toby…
"Why so sad?" Beira asked quietly. His eyes were barely open and he looked concerned.
"For our comrades," I choked out roughly but it wasn't true. I was keeping the growing pain inside hoping that it wouldn't come out. The worst part was, I could do nothing about it.
I made a pact to myself at that moment that I would not return home alive because I had dishonored the one that trusted me, that loved me. I didn't deserve to be with him and I knew just how betrayed he would feel if he ever found out what I had done. He had told me his history with human women, they all 'cheated' on him while they were dating, if he ever found out…
Beira was silent, except for a low purr, and tried to comfort me. The longer I lied there the more I wanted to be away from him but I also didn't want to offend him. We were spending our last days together, I couldn't act like it was a mistake.
Finally my strength found me but Beira was right there with it, we bathed together, grabbed some food and visited our injured comrades. Every second it felt like my treacherous deed was stamped on my forehead and everyone could see it.
No one reacted any differently and I tried to do the same. It was difficult, to say the least, especially when Beira tried to get me a second time.
"I can't." Sorrow filled my voice and made him pause, instead of pushing the issue he backed down.
"She must be something special," he said and leaned on the door frame. We were in my room, I was sitting on my bed. Tox was still in the med room and everyone else was getting some much needed rest.
I could only nod to answer him. I didn't want to let him know that it was a male, let alone a male of a different species.
"She would have to be to get such dedication," he continued and came to sit by my side.
Instead of thinking about Tobias I thought about my mother. I knew Beira wanted to press the topic about the 'female' I was dedicated to, my mother was the only female I was ever dedicated to; she was young, sweet…and died far too soon for my liking.
Tears gathered in my eyes when I brought her to the forefront of my thoughts, her memories were always strong and fresh, I remembered every detail of her, every spot, every scar, every bead…
"She died," I told him quietly. A warm hand rested on my shoulder and started to rub it gently. I couldn't look him in the eyes, I didn't want to, I was lying to him in a small way but it was so he would finally leave me alone.
"How?" he asked almost breathless. We both knew that mating with a female before we were blooded wasn't punishable by death. It was punishable but no one ever died from it, unless the Matron of the clan was that upset.
"It's a very long story." My head hung low as the heart wrenching memories surfaced again. I had buried them, most of them, so I would stop feeling the pain they caused because it was too much to live with.
"You may feel better to talk about it," Beira said gently and I agreed. I had never told anyone about my mother except for Selin'a, Tox's mother. Beira would get to know my history and why I was so adamant about not sharing pleasure with him, for the most part.
My mother was very young when she was kidnapped by a rival clan. She told me that despite her father's efforts our enemies broke in during the middle of the day and snatched her like cowards but, they didn't stop there. Once they had her and were a safe distance away they called in an orbital strike and leveled all of our lands.
The rival clan was nomadic and was the rival of any other clan that wouldn't do their bidding. They were strong, ruthless and took what they wanted when they wanted. When visiting our home to trade for goods the clan leader saw my mother and found her to be exotic and beautiful. Immediately he wanted her but her father refused, she was far too young to mate.
In anger the clan leader left, threats following in his wake. Months of empty threats and plotting got him nowhere because my family was too well guarded and armed to get any forces through.
In his final attempt the rival clan leader hired mercenaries to take her while everyone else slept….and that's just what they did.
She told me the story of her first years on the ship in every gory detail when I was old enough to understand words. She wanted me to know and never forget what happened to her and our family or who we were. Her father and mother were the Elders and leaders of our clan, and resided over their own planet, as 'royal' as they could get. That meant that she was royalty and so was I. It was hard to believe, growing up on a prison of a ship.
Gory details were the least of my worries. The leader of the clan sired me and my mother made sure to tell me it was against her will but that she wanted me, that she loved me and I would always be hers. It didn't mean he felt the same way, if anything he told everyone on his ship to treat me like they would trash. I was a servant from the time I could walk and I was abused on a regular basis. I was even made to watch that monster mate with my mother against her will, over and over again, she was still too young to do anything about it.
I was kept small by not getting enough food to eat. My stunted growth made it even easier for the others to pick on me. When I saw that my mother was starting to look like me I knew our 'master's' interest was starting to wane.
It took years for it to start showing, though. Once he did start losing interest my mother took it as her chance. She started to teach me how to fight, how to defend myself. She also told me there was still honor in survival, especially if our clan could eventually be avenged.
Her tactics were brash and harsh, soft spots, like the eyes and groin, were key points to attack and there needed to be complete commitment behind every move.
When telling Beira about her I left out the fact that I was the pup and even went so far as to tell him that the pup died when they tried to escape. It was the only way I could think to tell him of the female I was so dedicated to.
I would never forget that day. When the clan leader found out what my mother had been doing he became enraged and tried to take it out on us both. He ordered me sodomized while he raped her but it didn't happen. Instead she tore off one of his testicles and shoved it down his throat while I ripped off the hardening member of my attacker and beat him with it.
We ran, hand in hand, to an escape pod. Thankfully we were orbiting an inhabited planet at the time but we didn't go to the surface. We launched three other pods with our own to confuse our pursuers. Two went to the surface and two plotted a course to the next inhabited system.
Weeks went by before we were found by another, gentler clan. They took us aboard, fed us, clothed us, and listened to our story. I was still only a pup but years of hardship made me look and feel much older than I was. My mother looked even older, even though she was finally just old enough to mate and that brought on new problems.
Even though the clan was kind we found out that they had a different view of how our kin should conduct themselves. Males ruled the clan while the females took on lesser roles, roles that didn't suit them. I didn't mention it to Beira at first because I remembered when Tox told me about that rumor when we first arrived. My agenda switched from telling him about my 'mate' to see if he would give me any indication of where the rumor started.
I placed myself on the ship as part of the male ruled clan, as a young unblooded who saw the beauty in the hardened maiden but, since males ruled the clan the clan leader got the first choice of who to mate with. Since she was also 'blooded' it was deemed she could not refuse him.
She had other ideas, the young unblooded one had caught her eye, he was a gentle soul and she was attracted to him. He supported her in her loss of her family 'and her son', he spent all of his time with her and they soon became lovers.
They were careful not to arouse suspicion and were successful for almost a full year. She had put the clan leader off the entire time, saying that she was still grieving for her family but, he became impatient.
On the other hand my mother, after suffering years of being held a prisoner and being mated with against her will, decided to strike the first blow and end the conflict before it even started. She wasn't going to be forced to be another's mate ever again and she wanted to make that point very, very clear.
While in the common area of the ship, in front of anyone who had eyes, she deftly ripped out his tongue and gutted him on the spot after he propositioned her. She declared that she would not mate with anyone she did not wish to and that the same thing would happen to any male who tried to force her into it.
What she didn't know was that the clan leader wouldn't have forced himself on her. He was an honorable hunter, his clan knew it and adored him as a leader. She also didn't know that the females were still the law enforcers of the clan and that they had the final say on the punishment for criminals.
My mother was quickly apprehended by every able body on the ship and thrown into the brig. The young unblooded was devastated but she reassured him that she felt justified in her actions.
I knew better, though. Even as young as I was there was research and information to be found on the clan. The females didn't think the same way as the males did, they only let them branch off and form their own clans to make them happy. They didn't tolerate things like cold blooded murder and that was just what my mother had done, murdered the clan leader in cold blood.
The young unblooded tried to plead on her behalf, to explain her situation and how it had changed her, how she was only protecting herself. The Matrons didn't see it that way. They saw my mother as a young, impulsive and broken member of society and if she wasn't dealt with right away she would only make it a habit to kill more males whenever they showed interest in her.
In desperation the young unblooded confessed that he was her mate, that they had been for the last year but it didn't help any. The Matrons had already decided that she was too big of a risk to let go.
So, the next day I watched as my mother was led out into public, bent over and tied down to a stump of a rock that served as the traditional mount for the axe bearer. The leading Matron came out, axe in hand and announced my mother's crime and the reason why she was going to be executed.
She never took her eyes off me, even after the blade fell.
"I'm so sorry," Beira whispered. Tears were in his eyes as well as my own. The look in her eyes, I would never forget it, ever. "What was her name?" he asked and it only brought more tears to my eyes.
"Xeala," I said quietly and broke down into sobs, right into Beira's lap where he hugged me.
What I didn't tell Beira was that I demanded a ship and supplies to leave the clan immediately after the execution. I gathered all of my mother's belongings, including her remains, and set out on my own. The females did offer to help me, to at least lend me a pilot but I refused. I was the leader of my own clan, even though it was just me and I was the smallest pup they had ever seen, I was still the royal prince, heir to my home. And even though my father was from an enemy clan he was still a clan leader, an acceptable mate for my mother for anyone who wanted to get technical about my position.
I set off on my own, no where to go except back to my home planet that my mother had told me about so many times. When I arrived there was nothing but rubble and a ship.
That ship was visiting, just then finding out what had happened. That ship belonged to Tox's mother, Selin'a. When she saw me, and that I was alone, she took me in. Telling her my story was the hardest thing I had ever done but, she understood. I had lost everything, my family, my home, everything.
She wanted to give some of that back to me. She took care of my mother's remains and called in the rest of her clan to help me decide what to do about my ruined home. If it wasn't for her I would have curled up in a dark hole somewhere and never left it. She helped me find all of my lost family members and put them to rest. After that I knew what she was going to tell me, that I was the prince of nothing, my clan was gone, my home was gone.
But she was there and she would welcome me into her own clan if I wanted it.
Her youngest son at the time, Tox, was with her and it was because of him that I decided to join them. We became fast friends and my lost childhood came flooding back to me all at once on the ride to their home. We were as brothers were, inseparable, and it was what I needed.
"Females can be so cruel," Beira said when I finally calmed down again. We were both lying on my bed, his arms were around me and I was curled around him. I could only nod that I agreed, those females were cruel and no matter how much my mother's lover or I begged they would not hear us out.
"Their males had almost the right idea," he continued and my heart stopped short. Was Beira the one that started the rumor Tox told me about? Was he the one that thought males should rule and not the females?
"The males would have done the same." I tired to sound neutral, as unbiased as I could because I had the sinking feeling that Beira was going to go down a dangerous road.
"If the leader had enough common sense to be as patient as he was I'm sure he would also have his clan be just as patient. Instead of executing her they probably would have banished her," he said in a 'matter of fact' tone.
"You're probably right," I agreed. I did agree with him on that point, if the males had taken the law into their own hands my mother might have still been alive but, that wasn't how they lived. They still relied on females for guidance when someone broke a law.
"Let's get some rest," Beira suggested and I internally sighed with relief. I didn't know how long I could play along with him and I didn't want to find out.
I had to tell Tox and the Elder.
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