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Chapter 4: She Is My Sin
A sin for him
Desire within, desire within
A burning veil
For the bride too dear for him
A sin for him
Desire within, desire within
Fall in love with your deep dark sin
~~~
A week later, after taking
care of her daily tasks within the city, Kira returned to Ro’nan’s home and
went to the library lounge. Choosing
several different data pads, she went about her new task of organizing the
information held in the library. It was
slowly coming along, and most of the data pads had been placed in chronological
order. Kira loved reading through the
history and culture of the Yautja, and she even managed to find a few stories
among the pads.
Holding one of the remaining
out-of-place data pads, Kira heard the door slide open and turned to see Ro’nan
and It’rea enter the library. She stood
up straight and bowed to both of them before returning to the current pad.
“You’ve done much work in here,
Kira,” Ro’nan commented, walking towards one of the organized walls. “You didn’t have to do this.”
“It was no trouble, Master
Ro’nan.” Kira smiled as she tried not to blush at his compliment. “I’ve enjoyed learning even more about the
Yautja culture and history.”
“I have a question about your
culture, Kira,” It’rea finally spoke as she sat on a pile of the pillows.
Turning to give her full
attention to the female Yautja, Kira tilted her head and waited for the
question. It was a little odd to hear
It’rea speaking to her since she had not really talked with Kira ever since the
Water Guardian began living in Ro’nan’s home.
But Kira had never had a problem with It’rea before, so she didn’t mind
answering a question.
“Why do I never see any
Drae-guns with more than one mate?” It’rea inquired, blinking as she reached
out to grasp Ro’nan’s hand when he walked near her. “It seems odd how your population is so
great, yet I have only ever seen couples.
Why is that?”
Staring at the female Yautja,
Kira was taken by surprise with her question involving her people’s mating
preferences. She shook her head and
blinked to stop staring before looking from It’rea to Ro’nan as he stood with
his head cocked to the side. He seemed
curious, too, and it almost made Kira blush to have to speak of the matter that
she and other Drae-guns just felt was right.
“Well…it’s hard to put into
words, really,” she said, trying to think of a way to explain it. “We only have one mate because there is only
the one person whom we love so much that we devote our lives to being with just
them.”
“What is…’l’ov’?”
It’rea asked as she pulled Ro’nan’s hand, and he sat down next to her,
sighing.
“Love…is showing great
emotion and devotion to one other, putting them before yourself,” Kira said as
she knelt down, looking at the floor.
“It is almost as though you are drawn to that person. If it is felt strong enough, it can make your
chest hurt, especially when that person isn’t with you. Love means that you are willing to die for
that one person, and they are willing to do the same.”
“How…odd,” It’rea stated,
giving Kira a strange look.
“Our cultures are
just…different, not necessarily ‘odd’, It’rea.” Kira looked up at her. “Don’t you have a word for ‘love’ or
something like it?”
“I suppose we do…it just
means ‘to care for someone’,” the female Yautja said. “None of what you described would make sense
with our word.”
Swallowing, Kira lowered her
gaze, thinking, ‘Is that true? Can they not feel what my people feel? If so, why do they mate? Surely it cannot be solely for creating
children…can it?’
While listening to the two
females converse, Ro'nan pondered about what Kira had said. It was strange...yet he had seen the behavior
before and not just in the Drae-guns.
Younger Yautja usually went through a sort of stage in which the males
would choose their mates that were prime for breeding many pups. As they grew older, Yautja males would often
select a female because of her actions, her thoughts and manner. Not many shared so great a bond as what he
saw with the Drae-guns. He wondered
whether U'ra or even It'rea would have cared if he had died the day Kira saved
his life. Then, he wondered if it really
mattered to him if they would have.
Removing his hand from
It'rea's grasp, Ro'nan stood and nodded to both females, saying, "I have
to attend to something, Kira, It'rea."
As he left the room, It'rea
glanced at Kira as the Drae-gun female stared after the Yautja general. She didn't fail to notice that he had said
the Drae-gun's name first...even before the name of his mate.
Inhaling, Kira rose and said,
"I forgot I promised to go and see my brother once I finished today. Please excuse me, It'rea."
The female Yautja nodded to
the young Drae-gun, watching her exit the lounge.
At first, Kira headed to her
brother's home within the city, but soon she decided against it. She found herself wandering about the
streets, almost completely lost in her thoughts. The Water Guardian wondered if the Yautja
could not really feel something as strong as love. Did Ro'nan not care for U'ra and It'rea? Did they not truly care for him? It puzzled her so much, but it was her heart
that ached more because she feared that if he could not love them, how could he
possibly ever love her?
‘Listen to your heart, Anikira. It will not lead you astray.’ The words her
mother told her echoed within Kira’s mind, and she knew that the Yautja had to
be able to care for their mates. There
had to be something more they felt beyond the need to procreate. With that in her mind, Kira felt somewhat
more at ease, and she smiled to herself, hoping that Ro’nan did feel
something…even if it wasn’t for her.
~~~
Returning home, Kira walked
down the long corridor and reached the divide in the hall when she heard her
name. She looked down the hall on the
left and saw It’rea beckoning her into a room.
Tilting her head to the side, Kira wondered what she could need, but she
merely shrugged and headed that way.
When she reached the room
It’rea was inside, Kira entered and the door quickly slid closed behind
her. Blinking, she felt odd while in the
room, and the Drae-gun soon discovered why.
“Well, well, well. So she returns to our home, doesn’t she,
It’rea?” U’ra stated, stepping out of the shadows on the far side of the room. “She returns to continue turning our mate
against us.”
“What?” Kira cried, her eyes
widening. “What are you talking about,
U’ra? I’m not turning Master Ro’nan
against anyone.”
“You say that as if we’re
supposed to believe you.” U’ra sneered
as she stalked over to stand directly in front of Kira. “You have been nothing but a nuisance and a
thorn in our sides even before Ro’nan allowed you to live here. We will not allow you to take him from us,
his mates.”
“I don’t understand what
you’re talking about.” Kira stepped
back, but her arms were grabbed and twisted roughly behind her by It’rea. “Why would I take Master Ro’nan away from
you?”
Immediately, she felt pain in
her shoulder as her arm was twisted even more, and Kira turned her head to look
at It’rea. The female Yautja glared with
cold fire in her amber eyes, and Kira felt such anger resonating from her.
“Earlier today, he said your
name before the name of his mate…” It’rea hissed. “Already he begins to favor you…though I
don’t know why he would. I won’t allow
my mate to be taken by a mere Drae-gun.”
Shocked by their accusations,
Kira struggled against It’rea’s firm grip, but it only made the female Yautja
hold her tighter. She didn’t understand
why they would think Ro’nan would favor her, though her heart jumped to hear
their words. Still, she had to reason
with them, and try to make them understand that she wasn’t trying to steal
their mate.
“You are his mates. That is what matters, isn’t it?” Kira asked,
trying to calm her pounding heart.
“Pauk’de Drae-gun!” U’ra
snarled, slapping Kira’s face. “Are you
that stupid not to know that he hasn’t requested either of us to his chambers
in the past weeks?! I would argue that
he had been with you instead…but no.
Amazingly, you still have the scent of innocence.”
“But not for long,” It’rea
growled as she twisted Kira’s arms enough to make the Drae-gun wince in
pain. She looked up when someone tapped
on the door, nodding to U’ra. The shorter
female Yautja walked over to the door, opened it and stepped to the side,
saying,
“Here’s the female Drae-gun,
just as we said.”
Three large Yautja males
stalked into the room, leering at Kira as she still struggled to free herself
from It’rea’s grasp. Trilling, It’rea
shoved Kira towards them, saying, “She is yours to do with as you please.”
Stumbling, Kira raised her
head in time to see one of the males lunge for her, and she swiftly dodged
him. Another grabbed around her waist,
and she yelled, “Let go of me!” Bringing
an arm up, she elbowed him sharply in the face, forcing him to drop her.
“She is a feisty one,” the
first male purred lustfully as he narrowed his orange eyes, watching Kira back
away.
“And they said she is pure,
so she should be very sweet,” the third added, a mixture of a deep purr and
growl rumbling from inside him. He
glanced at the second male still gripping his face and grasped his shoulder,
saying, “Get up, idiot! We need to tame
this Drae-gun.”
Swallowing, Kira couldn’t
believe these males were going to attempt to rape her. She didn’t want to be forced into using her
powers, but at the rate the situation was going, she would have no choice. Her eyes darted to where It’rea and U’ra
stood near the door, hurt filling her eyes that It’rea would do something like
this. It was almost expected of U’ra,
but not It’rea. Now, both of them had
turned against her, and Kira knew she had to do something before these males
actually did what they were brought to do.
Suddenly, someone charged
inside the room, running right by It’rea and U’ra and tackling one of the
males. Staring at the sight, Kira saw
K’on lock his arms under the arms of the attacker, clasping his hands behind
the male’s neck. The attacking male roared
at the older Yautja binding him and fought to break the hold. K’on roared in the direction of the door, and
a second eta Kira knew as I’nari rushed inside, gripping the arms of another
attacker.
Watching the two etas
struggling to help her, Kira didn’t realize the one she had struck was behind
her until it was too late. She felt his
hand grab around her neck, pulling her to the floor and pinning her with his
heavy body. Leaning over her, he
growled, “I will certainly enjoy being the first to take you.” His long, thin tongue snaked out of his small
mouth and licked her cheek, making Kira shudder in disgust.
“Kira!” K’on bellowed as he
still grappled to maintain his hold on the Yautja male. Unfortunately, even though he was a veteran
warrior, K’on knew his strength would give out against the endurance and power
of the younger male.
The male holding Kira beneath
him pulled her arms above her head, keeping a hand over them as his other hand
roamed down to the slit in her long skirt.
His fingers brushed against her bare leg, dragging his claws over her
flesh and drawing a hiss from Kira’s sharp teeth. A low growl came from his chest as he scented
her hair, saying, “Your scent…is so fresh…so new…”
Glaring at him, Kira suddenly
thrust her head forward and sank her sharp canines into the muscle that
connected his mandibles to his face. ‘I will give him a different reason to
remember me,’ she thought angrily, compressing her jaw muscles and adding
more pressure to the bite.
Roaring, the male struck
Kira’s face, trying to make her let go, but she just bit down harder. Then, he tried prying her off, his claws
digging into her cheeks and drawing thin lines of blood. His efforts were in vain until she finally
released him only to have her fist punch his throat, hitting a pressure point.
As her attacker struggled to
breathe, Kira shoved him off her body, and she quickly rose to her feet. Her lips curled back into a snarl as she
roared, and Kira pointed her palm to the other two attackers. Two blasts of energy coated their lower
bodies from the waist down in ice, allowing K’on and I’nari to release
them. When Kira turned to face the two
female Yautja, she saw U’ra and It’rea trying to escape through the door.
Holding up her hand once
again, Kira cried out as something heavy struck her head and back, knocking her
to the floor. Her arms were wrenched
behind her, and Kira fought to stay conscious as the third attacker growled at
the two approaching etas. “If either of
you move, she will die!”
Suddenly, another roar more
powerful and furious reverberated through the room, and everyone turned to see
Ro’nan standing in the doorway. His eyes
narrowed dangerously, and he bellowed, “What the pauk do you think you’re
doing?!” With unknown speed, Ro’nan charged
for the one holding Kira, his fist smashing the other Yautja’s jaw and sending
him sprawling.
Both K’on and I’nari jumped
onto the injured Yautja, holding him down in case he should try to attack
again. Then, K’on glared at the two
female Yautja, hissing, “General, those two brought these intruders inside.”
Ro’nan didn’t hear K’on as he
knelt beside Kira where she struggled to stop shaking, and he wrapped an arm
around her. Her eyes had a wild look to
them; he had never seen such panic in her gaze before. When she tried to push him away, fear making
her heart pound furiously in her chest, he whispered gently, “Kira, it’s
me. Do not be afraid…please, Kira.”
Hearing his voice, Kira
forced her eyes to focus on the figure holding her, and she soon understood
that it was Ro’nan. She held onto his
arm, panting from fear and exhaustion as she tried to calm down. Her eyes stayed on the floor as Ro’nan hugged
her to his chest, a comforting purr coming from him. Kira felt she could die just like that if
needed, but her heart demanded that she live if nothing else than for him.
Her touch felt so warm and
soft, and Ro’nan couldn’t stop the shudder that coursed through his body. Gently, he placed his fingers under her chin
and lifted her face up to see what these males had done to her. Seeing the scratches and slight bruising
along her cheek, his eyes widened before narrowing into a glare, which he
turned on the three intruders. “Who is
responsible for this?! I want answers,
NOW!”
“General Ro’nan,” K’on said
as he bowed while still holding the third attacker. “It was U’ra and It’rea who did this. They plotted against Kira, bringing in these
sorry excuses for males to steal her innocence.”
Inhaling sharply, Ro’nan
glared at his mates as he still held Kira in his arms, demanding, “What has she
done to make you do this to her?”
Both females lowered their
eyes to the floor, not daring to look into the fury held within the eyes of
their mate. Neither wanted him to see
the anger in their eyes as he held Kira against him in a claiming embrace.
“If that is how it is, so be
it,” Ro’nan growled, slowly standing and helping Kira to her feet. “K’on, take Kira to her quarters. Then, return here immediately.”
Nodding, K’on waited until
I’nari had a better hold on the attacker before going to Kira’s side. He gently touched her shoulder, and she
hesitantly released Ro’nan’s arm. Then,
he escorted her to the door, hissing irately at the two female Yautja before
leaving the room.
Surveying the room, Ro’nan
saw the two attackers partially frozen like the one who tried to poison
him. ‘She
must have felt she had no choice but to defend herself,’ he thought,
clenching his fists. Then, he turned to
where his mates stood and stalked towards U’ra and It’rea.
“I have never seen such
dishonorable behavior in any Yautja, let alone females,” he stated, his arms
crossed in front of his chest. “As my
mates, both of you are supposed to bring honor to me, to us. Yet this is what I see you do? Conspiring against one who is protected by my
clan? It is disgusting and despicable.”
“Why would you expect us to
bring you honor when you do not bring
honor to us?” It’rea spoke up, her
eyes still on the floor. “You do not
give us the attention we deserve as your mates.”
“And you dishonor yourself in
not giving us children,” U’ra added, looking up to glare at Ro’nan. “You want us to honor you. Why should we when you show more favor
towards a Drae-gun than your own mates?”
Narrowing his eyes, Ro’nan
stepped closer to them, watching the two females inch away from him. He clenched his fists, roaring at both U’ra
and It’rea as they cringed from the force of the sound. “Get out of my home! I want both of you out now! And do not even THINK
of trying to return here.”
Ro’nan summoned several
guards to the room and ordered them to take the intruding Yautja males to the
holding cells in the central part of the city.
Then, he told two guards to take the females to the homes of their
families in the city with a message that both U’ra and It’rea had been removed
as his mates. Their punishment would be decided
later.
“You should never have
brought that bitch here, Ro’nan!” U’ra screamed at him as the guard dragged her
out of the room. “You’re a fool to side
with her!”
“She is right,” It’rea agreed
quietly as the guard brought her to the door.
“You should not have brought that…thing
here.”
Snarling at both females as
they were escorted out of his home, Ro’nan inhaled and tried to gather his
thoughts. He looked up when he heard the
door slide open and saw K’on bow to him.
“How did you know what was happening, K’on?”
“General, I am more than an
eta,” K’on answered, meeting Ro’nan’s green eyes. “I am a former warrior, and I know how to
read others and their moods. Even before
Kira came into this home, U’ra and It’rea had nothing but contempt for
her. When you granted Kira residence
here, it must have been the last straw for them.”
“I knew of U’ra’s displeasure
with Kira…but I didn’t think It’rea held anything against her,” Ro’nan
commented, looking at the floor.
“It’rea’s anger was not
as…vocally expressed as U’ra’s, General,” K’on said, clearing his throat. “But in reading her movements, I knew she did
not favor Kira…perhaps even less than U’ra.
It was fortunate that I’nari saw the three males enter the house, and he
informed me as soon as he did. If he had
not…I fear what might have happened to Kira.”
Inhaling sharply, Ro’nan felt
something in his chest constrict, and he stood quickly, heading to the
door. ‘Kira…you have done nothing but help me, yet it has brought you such
sorrow. Why do you continue to give me
aid?’ His thoughts ran together as
he tried to process why U’ra and It’rea would feel such a need to do something
this horrible to Kira. “Why would they
want to harm her?”
As he watched Ro’nan leave,
K’on tilted his head to the side wondering, ‘Does
he not know why their actions against Kira are so violent? Perhaps…he has not realized it yet. That boy will need to get his mind off
training soldiers and back on to reading others…especially if he is to see what
I have seen these many months past.’
~~~
Walking down the corridor,
Ro’nan stopped in front of the door leading into Kira’s chambers. He held his palm against the comm., and the
door hissed open. As the Yautja general
slowly entered her rooms, Ro’nan stopped when he realized how strong her scent
was. He had not been inside these
quarters since Kira began living here, and the scent was so innocent…yet so
potent. It wrapped around him like a
layer of warmth, and a shudder coursed through his body as he inhaled the
scent…her essence.
His mandibles clicked as
Ro’nan tried to regain control over his body, and he gradually stepped towards
the bedroom. Stopping in the entrance,
he gazed into the dark chamber and saw Kira lying on the bed. Her breathing was steady as in sleep, and he
quietly approached the bedside. She had
a look of slight discomfort on her face, no doubt stemming from her ordeal, and
Ro’nan softly touched her cheek.
In the darkness of her room,
he thought her wounds were healing at a fast rate. The scratches on her face had stopped
bleeding and the torn flesh was being replaced by new skin. Even the bruising had vanished as though she
had never been struck. Ro’nan’s fingers
traced along the curves of Kira’s face, moved down her high cheekbone and
stopped on her lips. ‘Her mouth…it’s so soft…I…I can’t move my
fingers away,’ he thought, brushing each of his fingertips against her
mouth and trilling softly.
Suddenly, Kira moaned softly,
and her mouth twitched making Ro'nan pull his hand away from her. He swallowed and shook his head, trying to
find a reason for what he found so fascinating about her lips. Then, he heard her murmur,
"Master...Ro'nan..." His eyes
widened at her words, and he wondered if she was awake or...perhaps
dreaming...of him?
Blinking, Ro'nan decided to
see if she was really awake and said, "I'm here, Kira." She didn't say anything more, but he saw her
lips curl into a small smile. A purr
rumbled from his chest unexpectedly, and Ro'nan cleared his throat before
leaving Kira to sleep. He knew he had to
inform Elder D'rhan of his decision to remove U'ra and It'rea as his
mates. But he also wanted some
much-needed advice from his father.
~~~
TBC
A/N: Of course you didn’t think I’d let Kira get
into too much trouble, right? ^_^ Much gratitude to all readers especially: Keen
(I’m so glad you were happy, too) and Ripe wickeD plUm (yes, I know, curse the
awkwardness). I hope all enjoyed this
chapter.
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