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When Kayla returned from one of her jogs, Kul’vir was
waiting for her in her quarters. “You are really trying to become a fighter
again aren’t you?” he laughed as he watched her wipe the sweat from her brow.
“Sh’lok told me on days when Stef'na keeps Su’tara at night you go to the
sparring room to train.”
“And you told everyone not to spar with me,” she said
getting annoyed.
“Sh’lok informed me of your fears Kayla,” he followed
her to her bedroom. “You don’t have to worry about Su’tara. She will be fine.”
“She is half ooman,” Kayla reminded him. “As long as
theirs clans that see ooman's as their enemy she will never be fine. If her
face looked more like a Yautja then I would not worry.”
“She will be guarded and she will be a breeder like
her mom,” he let out a low growl.
“She will learn to fight and protect herself,” Kayla
argued back. “And you’re not her father.” Kul'vir growled angrily at her and
she stared at him.
“I did not come here to have this conversation with
you,” he said calming down. “Look out the window.”
Kayla stood next to him and smiled. She could see the
two suns and the two moons he fondly spoke of. “It’s beautiful,” Kayla smiled.
“And I get to see Ga’gan. We have a lot to discuss.” She looked over at
Kul’vir.
“Would one of those topics be about emotions and
feelings?”
“And you,” she said softly. “He has a right to know
about how I felt about you. He may never want to touch me again, but I’m
willing to live with that. As long as he knows it was never you.”
“I think that’s a good decision,” Kul’vir agreed.
“Are we ok?”
“We will always be ok,” he answered as he gave her
shoulder a gentle squeeze. “We would be even better when you give up this crazy
idea on fighting again. You fought so hard to not be a fighter.”
“I fought hard to be with Ga’gan,” she corrected him.
“Now I just want my daughter to be safe.”
“He will make sure of that as well as I,” Kul’vir
walked to the door. “Pahel will be here shortly to escort you out.”
“Are you excited?” she asked smiling. “After all it’s
your first visit.”
“Yes I am,” he trilled softly.
When he left the room Stef'na came in with Su’tara.
When Kayla held her and kissed on her cheeks she started to purr softly.
“Stef'na you think she’s developing ok,” Kayla asked.
“Of course,” she sat next to Kayla. “She's bigger than
my boy already.”
“Hey I forgot to tell you, I smelled Sh’lok scent for
the first time the other night,” Kayla laughed.
Stef'na let out a low growl mixed with a trill.
“Didn’t I tell you it was good? I almost feel like I’m on seba every time I smell
him. Kul’vir gets jealous. It’s so funny.”
“I can see the scent attraction the females would have
to him,” Kayla nodded. They talked about the different males on the ship and
their scent. Kul’vir walked in with Ak’hil and Sh’lok. Stef’na tried to stifle
her laugh but when Kayla started to laugh she couldn’t help it. Kul’vir
growled, Ak’hil groaned and Sh’lok let out a small trill while sticking out his
chest because he knew he was being talked about.
“We came in here because this room has the best view,”
Ak’hil said walking towards the bedroom. Ak’hil pressed several buttons on the
wall and the wall expanded. The windows were three times the size Kayla thought
they were.
“I didn’t know you could do that,” Kayla said in
shock, “Ga’gan never told me.”
“You probably never asked,” Kul’vir said smartly.
Kayla told Su’tara to hit Kul’vir in English. When she did they started to
laugh. Kayla gasped as she looked at all the pyramids. The ship started to
shake a little then stop.
“It’s more beautiful than the images,” Stef’na said
softly. Kayla’s mouth opened as she looked to her right and saw several large
bodies of water and the tallest waterfalls she could ever imagine.
“Be careful Kayla, there’s a lot of seba trees in that
direction,” Sh’lok teased.
“Shut up,” she smiled as the others laughed.
“I was told by my mother that in the pyramids they
play drums all day to encourage the mating process,” Stef’na said.
“It’s supposed to be a place where anyone can go to
mate and when you do, your heartbeat is concurrent with your mate and the
drums, making it a divine experience,” Kayla said softly. “You’re supposed to
be able to carry the drum beat with you wherever you go and it last in your
heart for one century.” No one said anything.
“According to my ooman studies you haven’t even been
to your moon,” Ak’hil laughed. “How in the hell do you know what happens in our
pyramids?” Everyone laughed except Sh’lok.
“Ga’gan told me,” Kayla answered.
“I’ve heard the same thing,” Sh’lok nodded.
“Where is E’sita Ak’hil?” Kayla questioned.
“In labor again,” he tapped his chest. Sh’lok patted
him on the back.
“How many pats on the back should we give you Sh’lok,
about twenty?” Kayla teased. They laughed at him. Kul’vir looked down at
Stef’na and grazed her neck softly.
“Well give me another one because Stef’na is
pregnant,” Kul’vir said proudly. Kayla handed Su’tara to Kul'vir and went to
hug Stef'na. The two females stepped away from the males and started to talk.
Kul'vir accidentally purred at the little girl and she purred softly back. The
females didn’t notice but Ak’hil and Sh’lok did.
“Us three need to talk,” Ak’hil said. “Don’t you agree
Sh’lok?”
“I’m still trying to calculate the months in my head,”
he said stepping closer to Kul’vir. “If they add up to what I think they do
then yes we really need to talk.” He paused for a moment. “Yes we need to talk
Kul’vir.”
“Not now,” Kul’vir said as he looked over and saw how
happy Kayla and Stef’na were. “Even I’m confused. We will talk later.” Su’tara
rubbed her cheek on Kul’vir’s and he couldn’t help but to purr. She imitated
his purr. As soon as the ship docked, Ak’hil and Sh’lok left.
“So is Ga’gan here?” Kayla questioned.
“He should be,” Kul'vir said as he handed Kayla her
baby. “We will be back with Pahel.”
Kayla stood by the window as she held Su’tara tightly.
Kayla couldn’t believe her eyes. The two suns were shining brightly and Su’tara
seemed to love the feel of the heat from the windows. She continuously pressed
her cheek to the windows. A large royal blue bird with yellow wings flew by the
window and Kayla smiled. She only wished her father was there to see what she
was looking at. He told her stories of the different animals on the planet, but
like everything else she thought it was a fairy tale. The planet looked
completely opposite of what they were. A species of warriors living on such a
peaceful planet. She remembered Ga’gan telling her how war and fighting stayed
in space and on the planet everyone got along because they were happy to be home.
Clans that hated one another bowed to each other respectfully, but back in
space they would presume the fight as though they never stopped. Everything
looked like a desert oasis. It made her planet look secondary. “You get to see
your daddy today,” Kayla said happily. Kayla thought about the last time she
spoke to Ga’gan. It was so long ago and the argument was so petty. One look in
his daughters face and he was bound to fall in love like she did. Kayla walked
to the door when she heard her com.
“Since when do you buzz the com,” Kayla said to
Stef'na. Stef'na reached for the baby.
“Hey let me watch her for a while ok?” Stef'na said
softly. Ne’el and Kul'vir stood at the door. Kayla smiled as Stef'na walked
out.
Kul’vir hadn’t seen her that happy since she first
started hanging out with Ga’gan.
“Hello Ne’el,” Kayla smiled.
“Kayla,” he spoke softly.
“Where’s Ga’gan?” she smiled as she walked towards
them. She looked around them but the doors closed behind Stef'na.
“Kayla,” Kul’vir said softly.
She turned to look at both of them. Her smile slowly
faded.
“Oh, is he in the medical lab?” she questioned. “Pahel
said if he didn’t stop cracking his ribs they would never heal properly. Him
and Maha'vin didn’t get into a fight did they?”
Kul’vir put his head down after looking at Ne’el.
Kayla knew something was wrong.
“Kul'vir, where’s Ga’gan?” she questioned in a low
tone. Neither one wanted to answer her question. Kayla heard a loud piercing
scream in the distance. Ne’el watched a moment as Kayla eyes started to water.
“Kayla we tried to rescue him, but there were too
many…” Ne’el started to say.
“Well just go back and try harder,” she yelled at him.
Kayla pushed Ne’el on the chest. “Did you leave him there? How in the hell
could you just leave him when he needs you? What kind of older brother are
you!” She pushed on him again but he grabbed her wrists.
“He used his self destruction device,” Ne’el said to
her.
Kayla shook her head in disbelief as she snatched her
wrist away from Ne’el. Kayla looked over at Kul’vir. “No, no he wouldn’t do
that,” she cried shaking her head. “Maybe he threw it and ran. He could still
be alive.”
“He wouldn’t have had time to make it,” Ne’el mumbled.
Ne’el handed her a tablet. “This was written to you. It was on his ship.”
Kayla looked at the tablet, then back at Ne’el. “I
don’t understand your writing.”
Ne’el looked down at the short note he spoke his
brother’s words in a low tone. “Kayla, I’m sorry. It doesn’t matter. It never
mattered.”
Kayla stood there motionless. She felt numb as she
tried to replay their last conversation in her head, it was over a year ago.
Kayla shook her head in disbelief as she walked to her bedroom. Ne’el was to
stricken with his own grief. He thought about Kayla’s words before he walked
out of the room.
After a moment Kayla bellowed over in pain. “Oh god,
I’m going to be sick,” she cried before running to the bathroom. Kul’vir
followed her in that direction but she slammed the door before expelling her
food in the toilet. Through her tears she managed to clean her face and walk
out of the bathroom. Kul’vir was standing there waiting for her. Kayla didn't
notice him standing there as she laid down and looked out of the window.
Kul’vir sat next to her. He didn’t say a word. Kul’vir noticed her tears flowed
but she wasn’t making any noises.
“I’m sorry,” Kayla whispered.
“Why are you sorry?” he rubbed on her arm softly.
“I forgot to ask you if you were ok.”
“We deal with death differently,” he tried to explain
without insulting her. “It’s honorable to die in battle. To us it means his
essence will come back as a stronger warrior. I will face my brother again
someday, as a friend or a foe.”
Reincarnation,
Kayla thought. “That was Nam’rah I heard?”
“Yes,” he sighed. “She's a mother and you’re a mate.
Your pain is slightly different. She will go into acceptance far quicker than
you.”
“You know what hurts the most?” Kayla stared at the
window. “My guilt, for having feelings for you, and not telling him the truth.”
Kul’vir rubbed her back softly and purred as she cried herself to sleep.
When Kayla woke up Kul’vir was still sitting at her
side. Kayla calmly got out of bed and washed her face. “Please go and get
Su’tara for me,” she said softly as she looked out the window.
“Kayla,” Kul’vir stood up and walked towards her. “You
are still grieving. Let Stef’na watch her for a while.”
“I can’t sit here and think about my own pain and
guilt,” Kayla said angrily. “I have a responsibility to my daughter. I will be
ok.”
Kul’vir could sense her pulse rate and heartbeat. When
she looked at him he noticed her pupils in her eyes were narrow. This is the
biggest lie she has ever told me, he sighed. Such a warrior’s spirit.
Other females would still be grieving. Pahel walked in as he was about to
say something to Kayla. “Let Pahel examine you and I will go get Su’tara.”
Kayla nodded and he left. Pahel didn’t say a word as she lied down slowly.
“I’m sorry for your loss,” he purred as he ran his
hand machine over her body. “Please sit up Kayla.” She sat up, but she never
looked at him. “There is something I need to talk to you about. I know this
news may come at a bad time, but I recently discovered it myself.” Kayla looked
at him. She had never seen Pahel so uncomfortable before. The older Yautja was
always confident in everything he did. “Yesterday Stef’na bought the kids in
because they were playing a little rough and Su’tara had a small cut on her
leg…”
“Yes I know, Stef’na told me,” Kayla said calmly.
“Your internal make up is different from ours Kayla,”
he stammered. “Your reproduction system is an extreme challenge for me and I
don’t completely understand myself…”
“Please,” she snapped. Kayla tried to calm down.
“Please tell me what’s wrong.”
“Well the good news is her blood is the same as any
Yautja,” he said in a cheerful voice. He reached for Kayla’s hand. “The other
news is that she’s not Ga’gan’s daughter.”
Kayla looked at him in shock. Her body quivered. “But
you said…” she couldn’t finish her sentence. “Maha'vin…”
“I took it at liberty to perform other DNA tests and
she’s not Maha’vin’s daughter either.”
Kayla looked at him as though he suddenly started to
speak English. Her mouth opened but nothing came out.
“This is the most baffling thing about it Kayla,” he
tried to explain. “Su’tara is a week younger than the deceased boy. You were
impregnated again. He must have been too weak to fight for the resources the
other baby demanded. That little girl is Kul’vir’s daughter.”
“Ga’gan just died and you are telling me I killed his
baby?” Kayla cried.
“Please don’t see it that way Kayla,” he sighed. Pahel
patted her hand to calm her down. He hesitated to continue. “There is something
else…”
“What else could there be?” Kayla shook her head in
disbelief.
“You’re pregnant.” Pahel shot something in her arm and
Kayla passed out.
When she opened her eyes it was night. Kayla prayed
that everything she remembered was a bad dream but her wet pillow and sour
stomach told her other wise. The night was more beautiful than the day. Like Kul’vir
said, the sky was a deep purple and the two moons shined full and bright. One
was larger than another. For a moment Kayla forgot her pain. “It’s beautiful,
is it not?” Ne’el said startling her. She didn’t know he was sitting on the
edge of her bed.
“I have never seen anything like it,” she said softly.
“How long have you been here?”
“Since Pahel left,” he answered looking at her for a
moment then back at the window. “He said he gave you a sedative because you
were panic-stricken.” Ne’el was quiet for a moment. “Kayla I want you to know
that I did try. I did everything I could. I don’t really know why your opinion
matters to me. Maybe because you were Ga’gan’s mate and you deserve that
respect, but I would never have left if there was any chance of him being
alive.”
“I know,” she said softly. “I’m sorry for all my
accusations earlier Ne’el. It wasn’t me. You two were very close and I know you
did your best. Was anyone else killed?”
“A few men you didn’t know. Maha'vin is ok. He
suffered a few broken ribs.” Ne’el was normally very curt towards her. Kayla
tried to think back to when Ne’el and she actually had a decent conversation.
After a moment she finally realized, it was never.
“How is your mother?”
“She is better, thank you,” he said softly. “Kul’vir tried
to explain your grieving process to me so if you like I will leave you alone.”
“Ne’el,” she stopped him as he stood. “What’s going to
happen now?”
“What do you mean?” he didn’t understand what she was
talking about. He noticed she shook softly so he placed the blanket over her
body. His natural instincts of being a doctor made him check her pulse and
eyes. They stared at each other for a moment. He had seen her angry and happy
but he never seen the sadness and confusion that her eyes showed now.
“Will I have to be paired with another mate?” she
asked softly as she looked at him.
“From my understanding you will be paired with Pa’ram
immediately,” he tried to explain to her. “Your obligations to the clan haven’t
changed Kayla. You are still a breeder. Your paring just changed.”
“I don’t accept him as a mate,” Kayla sat up. “I
refuse.”
“It’s not your decision,” Ne’el tried not to growl at
her. The last thing he felt like doing was explaining their code to a human.
“Ga’gan made the decision for you. If he did not choose your mate then you
could do whatever with whomever you want. Pa’ram is honorable and my close
friend. He is a wise choice.”
“Ga’gan never knew that Pa’ram tried to kill me,” she
said angrily as Ne’el was about to leave. He turned to look at her. “Ask
Kul’vir. He stopped him from attacking me long ago. So if he is your close
friend I suggest you say your goodbyes to him because the day he becomes my
mate is the day he dies.” Ne’el stepped closer and growled angrily at her.
“How dare you threaten another Yautja in front of me
you mere ooman,” he snarled. “I still don’t understand what my father was
thinking for letting you come aboard this ship.” Kayla was too angry to be
afraid of Ne’el, though she should have. He was one of the largest Yautja’s she
had ever seen. She could hear his heavy breathing as he stared at her ready to
attack. Kayla felt enough confidence to stand up and walk towards him. He gave
her a warning growl.
“How can Ga’gan’s decision be changed?”
“Only if Pa’ram steps down and another person is crazy
enough to actually mate with you,” he growled at her. Kayla thought of her
daughter. If Pa’ram hated her he would surly kill her daughter with a blink of
an eye.
“Ok so make me your mate,” she said calmly.
Ne’el looked at her for a moment. He waited for her to
say ‘just kidding’ so they could both laugh to ease the tension in the room.
Kayla looked at him with a blank stare on her face. He realized she was
actually serious. “Hell no,” he growled angrily. “I would battle a hundred hard
meats with no weapons before I ever touch an ooman.”
“You don’t have a mate and your father will make you
go on another mission,” she reminded him. “He is preparing another ship. Who do
you think he will ask to be elder if he has a mate? Kul’vir is not ready.”
“I chose a mate,” he told her. Ne’el stormed away.
“He will attempt to kill me…”
“Then you will die,” he blurted. Kayla watched as the
doors closed. Kayla’s heart was racing but she thought of her daughter and
calmed down.
“That’s what you think,” she said out loud as she
stared at the doors. She thought of Pa’ram and went to the doors. She walked
down the hall to where the guards were. They were gone. The ship sounded
completely empty. Kayla rushed back to her room and locked the doors. She grabbed
her sticks and went back to bed. That night she dreamed of Ga’gan.
The com and continuous banging on her door woke Kayla
up abruptly. “Why do you carry your sticks?” Kul'vir questioned looking at her.
“Were you threatened?”
“No,” Kayla said calmly. “Where’s Su’tara?”
“With Mother,” he answered staring at her. “I’ve came
to see if you felt like seeing some of the planet.”
“Can you give me a couple of days?” she asked. “I just
feel tired and need a little time to myself.”
“I understand,” he nodded to her. “Don’t worry about
Su’tara and I will check on you in two days. I will have food sent to your
quarters.”
“Thank you Kul’vir.”
A couple of days turned into a week for Kayla. Kul’vir assured
her that Su’tara would be fine and they were not leaving the planet any time soon.
“How do you feel?” Kul’vir questioned as Kayla woke up
slowly.
“Better, thank you. Where is Su’tara?”
“With Su’tara,” he trilled softly. “She adores the
heat. It darkened the reds in her skin. It’s so beautiful.”
Spoken like a proud father, Kayla thought. She looked at him and walked away. “I
have no time for your games Kul’vir.” Kayla went to take a shower. She took a
while to get dressed and walked out the bathroom to see Kul’vir standing there
waiting for her.
“I wasn’t playing games,” he said. “Su’tara is with
her grandmother, Su’tara.”
“I’m sorry,” Kayla immediately apologized.
“It’s ok,” he clicked his mandibles with excitement.
“She’s a wonderful female. It was my first time meeting her as well. She did
something that amazed me.” Kul’vir looked down for a moment then back to Kayla.
“She was so happy to see us and your daughter that water came from her eyes
like yours. I’ve heard that it was possible but I never seen it. I was almost
jealous for a moment because I think she found Su’tara more irresistible than
me and my son.”
“Nonsense,” Kayla looked at him in disbelief.
“My son is with his mother. Your daughter is in my
grandmother’s lap. She refuses to let the other grandmother’s play with her.
The others were able to see her at least once. My grandmother watched her all
this time.” Kayla smiled. “She wants to meet you.” Kayla shook his mandible
softly as she looked into his eyes. She tried to see if there was any trace of
Su’tara in them, but she didn’t see any.
“I’m looking forward to meeting her.”
“Pahel said it’s perfectly fine for you to go
outside,” he handed her the sunscreen. “He says he’s sure your body can make
the proper adjustments.”
Oh thank God he didn’t tell him about the baby, Kayla thought. Kul’vir gave her a protective coating
to put over her eyes as she left the ship. They reminded Kayla of the plastic
glasses they give you at the eye doctor when your pupils are dilated, except
everything was still clear to her. Kayla was silent as she looked at the beautiful
scenery. She thought the pyramids were going to be painted with the different
colors that Kul’vir described, but instead it was comparable to the hues of a
rainbow.
Kayla smiled when she listened to the soft drum beats
in the distance. She thought of Sh’lok and laughed. “Where’s Sh’lok.”
“Somewhere, over populating the plant,” Kul’vir
trilled. Kul’vir walked slowly so Kayla could keep up without walking fast.
Several Yautja’s pointed at her and stared as Kul’vir explained their
surroundings. Kayla would have been nervous if it weren’t for the several fully
armed guards that surrounded her. Their cloaks masked their armor to keep peace
while they were out. Everywhere she looked it was Yautja’s laughing, hugging
and nodding to one another. It was like their aggressive switch was turned off.
“What is this?” A male Yautja walked up to them. “Is
she ooman? She can breathe our air? What is she doing here?” The guards stepped
up to him but Kayla stopped them. Instead she walked up closer to him as he
stared down at her.
“Yes I am an ooman,” she said loud enough for all the
others whom were watching could hear. “Yes, I can breathe your air.” She tuned
to look at Kul’vir who was watching with awe. She turned back around to look at
the Yautja whom was looking at her in the same manner. “And I’m here with my
clan, Jac’Skul De Legion. Now if you don’t mind, I wish you no harm. Get out of
my path.” After a moment he nodded to her and stepped aside. They walked in
silence for a while and Kayla let out a chuckle. Kul'vir and the guards started
to laugh.
“I don’t know what to say,” Kul’vir said in shock.
“This will be talked about for many centuries. Do you know who you insulted?”
“A really big Yautja who could have killed me with a
hard shove,” Kayla laughed. “Oh my goodness I don’t know what came over me. Who
was he?”
“The elder of another clan who just recently docked,”
he explained. “Their primary targets are ooman's.” Kayla sighed. “You called us
your clan,” Kul’vir trilled at her softly.
“Of course Kul’vir,” she said looking at him. “I
breathe your air now. It wouldn’t surprise me if my blood was already green. I
can’t go back.” She looked around her. “Not after seeing all of this. It makes
my world look polluted.”
“Well, it is. Ga’gan would have been very proud of
what you did,” he said softly. They stopped in front of some large, heavy
looking doors. When he opened them, Kayla’s mouth opened. Like the ones on her
world it too was filled with writings and pictures on the walls. Kayla touched
it softly.
“That’s our family history,” he explained. “From the
time we came about until now.”
“It’s beautiful,” she said not taking her eyes off of
it. Kayla could hear the sounds of the deep rich drums that played a comforting
rhythm. Before Kul’vir opened the doors he turned to Kayla and sighed.
“You have to forgive my grandmother,” he said softly.
“She is an elder and her emotions are slightly off. She is slightly senile.”
“Is she mean?” Kayla whispered. He opened the doors
before he could answer.
“Ah, there she is,” a female said with laughter as she
tickled Su’tara. “Ooman Kayla please come.” Kayla walked closer to her and
before she could nod she gave Kayla a hug. “It’s really nice to meet you
Kayla.” Kul’vir shook his head as though he was embarrassed by his grandmother’s
actions.
“It’s nice to meet you as well Su’tara…”
“No, you call me grandmother,” she corrected. She
looked at Kayla and trilled loudly. Su’tara tried to imitate her and they both
laughed. Kayla picked her daughter up and held her tightly. Her daughter purred
from the affection. “My granddaughter is very beautiful indeed.” She watched
Kayla for a moment as she kissed on her daughter. “Sit with me and let’s talk.
I’m so amazed that you speak our language. Have anyone ever told you some of
your words sound strange?” Kayla turned to look at Kul’vir.
“We can understand her Grandmother,” Kul’vir nodded. “Some
sounds are harder for her to imitate.”
“Well, nonetheless, you have my sincerest respect.”
Kayla smiled at her. She realized Kul’vir was apologizing because his
grandmother showed her emotions. She also used her face and hands for
expression. She was completely opposite of them. She was, friendly.
Kayla turned to Kul’vir. “Why don’t you go spend some
time with Stef'na,” she smiled. “Grandmother and I have a lot to talk about. I
have so many questions about your planet.”
“Yes we do,” she said patting Kayla on the knee. “I
want you to tell me everything about your planet too.” Kayla sat and talked
with her like they were old friends catching up on everything. Kayla even told
her everything that happened on the ship. The only thing she left out is she
was pregnant.
“Oh that’s not good,” she said as she ate a piece of
fruit. Kayla breastfed her baby until she fell asleep. “I agree with you. You
can’t mate with Pa’ram... It should be someone you care about deeply. Like
Kul’vir. Why don’t you become his second mate since you have his baby?”
“I think our relationship is better as friends,’ Kayla
nodded.
“Well Maha'vin tried to kill you so that leaves him
out,” she sighed. “Not unless you can forgive him?” Kayla shook her head no.
Su’tara clapped her hands as though she thought of a
perfect plan. “Grandmother,” Ne’el said walking in. He looked at Kayla for a
moment then down to her daughter. It was Ne’el first time seeing her. He looked
back at Kayla and nodded before turning his attentions back to his grandmother.
“Ne’el,” she stood up and walked towards him. “I was
just about to tell Kayla that you will be her mate. I do not wish for Pa’ram to
mate with her.”
Ne’el was too stunned to speak. Kayla was as well.
“But, grandmother,” he tried to find the right words. “I have a mate, well she
agreed to be my mate.”
“Who?”
“Lee’na,” he answered.
His grandmother kept repeating her name as she tried
to remember. “Oh her,” she frowned. “That fragile looking female? She looks
like it would hurt her to have five children. No, I don’t like her. There is something very strange about that
child.” Kayla tried not to laugh. Ne’el growled when he heard her cough. “Kayla
can give you plenty of children. She's ready too.”
“Oh Grandmother I don’t think I’m ready,” Kayla
smiled.
“Grandmother,” he repeated looking at Kayla.
“Nonsense Kayla,” she waived her hand at her as she
stared at Ne’el.
“Well Kul’vir’s friend Sh’lok does not have a mate.
Kayla knows him. She will be happy with him.”
Su’tara started to repeat his name. Kayla was amazed
at her memory. “You mean the young boy who can’t keep it in his cloth?” she
laughed. “Nam’rah told me about him and you let him know that if he has five
more children without a permanent mate the next time I see him I will cut it
off. This is not the Sh’lok clan.” She and Kayla started laughing at her joke.
Ne’el looked at them like they were both crazy.
“Well maybe we should discuss this with the other
grandmothers,” Ne’el said trying to think of an excuse.
She hit him playfully across the head. “I’m the
oldest,” she reminded him. Kayla looked around the room as she fussed at Ne’el.
The colors were so vibrant. As bright as the room was you couldn’t tell there
were no windows. Kayla laid Su’tara down next to her. “Kayla, come here.” Kayla
walked over to her as Ne’el stared at her. “See you can’t keep your eyes off of
her. Now I will watch my granddaughter and you two should go and talk. The
drums are playing.” She trilled as she patted the both of them.
“Yes grandmother,” he nodded at Kayla and she followed
him out the door. She could hear his grandmother’s soft trills. When Ne’el closed
the doors he slammed Kayla’s body against the cold wall. Kayla winced from the
pain.
“If it weren’t for my niece I would kill you right
now,” he growled angrily at her. “How dare you go to my grandmother and
complain about Pa’ram? No one ever involves her in any of our affairs. She’s
old and senile. You are just as senile as her if you think I would ever mate
with you.” He pushed her again and stormed off.
“Ne’el,” Kayla said stopping him. He turned to look at
her. She could see his locks tingling from anger. “Tell your friend to step
down and find me another mate. Or you and I will be elders of a new ship.”
Ne’el roared at her. Kayla held her head up as she tried not to show any signs
of fear. A slew of curse words poured out his mouth as he stormed away. She
didn’t understand them all but with the word ‘ooman’ at the end of each one she
assumed it was about her.
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