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A Union of Convenience II	By : Keen Category: M through R > Predator Views: 6268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N:
Happy
birthday shortest_warrior!
This super long chapter, complete with teasing, is for you!

�� Ali�shir parted the thick of trees that lined the lake with
his hands and then his body, slipping silently onto the pebble beach. He had no
ulterior motive other than to sneak up behind Isis
and give her a good scare. She refused to go swimming with him so he would
punish her for it, but as he crept closer he saw the female being secretive as
well. She found a shady spot away from their camp to sit, her body hunched over
and thusly obscuring what was in the fold of her legs. Ali�shir
ventured closer, on feet so quiet, the woman didn�t know what was on her until
he whispered her name into her ear.
�� Isis sat bolt upright and clutched the tablet against her
chest. As Ali�shir came to crouch beside her, the
tension slipped from her rigid shoulders and back and she sagged. �Shit,� she
exhaled, eyes rolling. �Are you trying to kill me?!�
�� No.
What have you got there, female?� Isis looked
away from him and he took the tablet, peeling it down from her chest to lay
flat in her lap. Instantly he recognised the images on the screen. �Nuw Sus�ex,� he said flexing his
knowledge of the human language. �I thought we discussed this already, Isis.�
�� I
know,� she whined, pulling the tablet upright. She looked at the farm house
nestled in the rolling green hills. The trees she called home for the first few
months, the fields she eventually came to tend to. It would be the closest she
could come to seeing her host family again. The resolution was not so good she
could make out faces or even bodies, but it brought her some measure of comfort
to see the images while she thought of them.
�� With
a defeated sigh, Isis touched the face of the
tablet, turning it off. �I know I can never go back,� she said.
�� But?�
�� I
miss it. I miss them. I think about them now and then. Especially when I�m
somewhere that forces me to remember...� Isis
looked at the trees around them that bristled and shook with the breeze.
�� Ali�shir glanced down at the hands that clasped the tablet.
He touched a finger with a black claw, tracing the line of pale skin that
circled the slender digit with a throaty rumble. �You think about the human. The Seth.�
�� Isis watched him study her hand. She turned it over, palm
up, and grasped the fingers that touched her, taking his hand in hers. �I do.
But certainly not the way I think of you if that matters any.�
�� Ali�shir raised his head and immediately stilled. Isis lowered her mouth to his and caressed him in only a
way non-yautja features allowed. Her lips hugged his,
her tongue peeking into the heat of his mouth and swirling on a second before
retreating, leaving her taste to linger. Isis
pulled away and he mindlessly followed her lips as she withdrew from their
tender lip lock, stretching as far as he could before losing his balance. The
female snickered and Ali�shir righted himself and
made a scoffing noise.
�� As
if one could compare,� he snorted.
�� Yes,
as if.� Isis rolled her eyes, pulling herself
up from the floor. She dusted off her bottom and reached for the kill piled
behind him. She set it down and started to bind it in utility wire, readying to
suspend it in the air and keep it from other hungry creatures the woods hid.
�� As
much as he liked watching her bend over in her small cloth bottoms, Ali�shir had to stop the female from tying up the legs of
the beast. �That wire will not hold.�
�� It
must. It is all we have left. Besides I have doubled up on it.�
�� I
doubt it will,� he said standing. �But why hang it when I plan to eat it
anyway?�
�� You�re
going to eat it now?�
�� No.
After I take a swim.�
�� Then
it needs to be hung or else it may not be here when you return. Something might
drag this free meal away while you flop around in the water.�
�� Not
if my mate cleans and prepares it. It should be done cooking just before I
return to eat it.� Ali�shir paused. Isis
looked over his shoulder with earnest, he turned
slightly to see what was behind him and then faced her again. �What do you look
for?�
�� This
other female you�re talking about. Has she cloaked? I cannot see her.�
�� Are
you saying you will not cook for me?�
�� Hell no.�
�� Fine. Then that means you will swim with me.� Ali�shir swept the female over his shoulder and ran with
her kicking and screaming into the lake. He pitched Isis
forward, dragging her under the water with him before releasing her.
�� She
kicked hard, striking him in the chest before swimming past the male, breaking
the surface with a shaking gasp. Kicking her legs to keep afloat, her hands
balled into fists, Isis waited for his head to
pop out of the water before she leapt on him, pushing with all her weight on
his shoulders to sink him down. It was useless to battle his brute strength,
but Ali�shir laughed loudly at her attempts to,
snickering as she pressed with all her might, kicking her legs as if they alone
could drive him down.
�� Honestly
Isis, what do you intend to accomplish here?�
he chuckled. �Unless I wish it, I will not go under thi�gah!�
�� Isis grabbed a fist full of hair at the base of his
skull, snapping his head back and under the still water. When his wrinkled skin
covered mandibles clattered and he began to turn in a death roll of sorts, she
released him, pushing back and away with a shove in the centre of his chest. Ali�shir thrashed in the water, tossing his long silver
hair over his shoulders with ire.
�� You
do not fight fairly, Isis,� he spit, coughing
up water. �What if I was to pull your hair?�
�� I
certainly wouldn�t scream like a pup.� Isis
threw her head back and gargled the lake water,
flailing like he did, mocking the pained sound he made. She immediately cut her
teasing short when he dove after her.
�� Oh
shit!� Isis swam back, cutting the water in a
broad backward stroke, but Ali�shir was quicker. He
was on her in what seemed like a single stride and fisted his hands in her
short strands, pulling her up against him. Isis
grabbed the hand that held her to mitigate the ache but made no move to escape.
Instead she looked at him through the strands that fell in her face with defiance,
even when he turned his wrist, tightening the pull on her hair.
�� To
the outsider, it could have looked like he was going to end her in that moment.
He raised her out the water until her entire back was visible and she dangled
helplessly at the end of his thick muscled arm. But the dark water concealed
her legs, which wrapped around him. Ali�shir felt the
smooth skin snake around his sides and pulled her closer by the grip. Her hands
left his and travelled over the hard muscles of his shoulder before linking her
arms behind his neck.
�� His
hand relaxed in her hair, opening from a fist to lay flat against the curve of
her head, pressing her closer to his mouth. Ali�shir
kissed her roughly and Isis squeezed him
tighter with her legs and arms, hugging him closer as he took his fill on her
lips.
�� I
did not scream like a child,� he said through heated kisses.
�� Isis smiled against his mouth, �I did not scream at all.�
�� Not
yet,� he growled.
�� His
hands slid over her bottom and squeezed her cheeks tightly, crushing her soft
body firmly against him as he led them from the water. Thrashing and sloshing,
he put heavy foot in front of heavy foot until they reached the water�s edge. Ali�shir laid the female in his arms down against the
smooth pebbles of the lakeshore and pulled at his clothes as quickly as she
tore at her own. Sopping wet garment and water logged armament were torn away
in a flash and chucked onto the drier parts of the shore before he knelt down
between her open legs.
�� On
her back, Isis flung her bottoms away and
kicked off her shin-guards. Her hands scratched at the plate of metal that
slung over her shoulder, fumbling with the clasp until Ali�shir
helped her, ripping it off her body with a grunt and then flinging it like a
Frisbee to land on the shore. She would have cared where it landed and what was
broken if she hadn�t felt his hands slip over her naked legs. Her arms rose
over her head, peeling off her sopping wet top in time to see him position
himself in the cradle of her thighs.
�� Ali�shir�s shoulders were still capped by gleaming silver
amour and a cannon but he couldn�t care about taking them off when her legs
opened. The scent of her body hit him like a fist, knocking more than just air
from him. He could not think of anything except being inside her that instant
and neither could she. She ground against him like she was in heat. Her legs
closed around his waist and Isis raised her
hips to him, sliding her wet lips over the tip of his throbbing erection with a
moan. And the sound, the breathy exhale, unravelled what little restraint the
male had left.
�� He
grabbed at her hips and slid her down the smooth stones to his lap. Isis opened her legs wider as his hand moved between
them, pressing the tip of his dick inside. He wet himself in her juices just a
moment before rushing forward. The thrust was so abrupt she would have slid up
on the bed of stones if it weren�t for the hand clutched around her neck,
holding her firmly in place. His hand squeezed with every push of his hips
ensuring she would be there to accept every inch of him as he shoved his cock
inside her. He relished the feel of her around him. Her walls tightly held his
turgid flesh. Rippled around him as he touched hidden depths
inside her, prodding at her most sensitive places with his polished tip.
He looked down to the meeting of their bodies and groaned to see her red and
swollen lips stretch around his dark flesh, widening around his thick
shaft.�
�� Ali�shir lay his arm down beside her head and bent over her
with a roar. He was trying to hold back on the sensation welling between his
legs but it was proving impossible. The promise of orgasm tightened his balls,
knotting the muscles of his stomach. The slick and textured feel of her body,
the wet sounds it made as it widened to accept his cock and the moans from her
lips left him on that slender edge. So much so, it had become painful to fight
the sensation but Isis whispered he didn�t
have to. Her tongue licked at his throat as she asked him to cum inside her, to
gush white sticky ropes of seed deep in her belly.
�� Shaking,
the male clutched at her sides and Isis yelled
to feel his claws dig into her back. He didn�t hear it, the sound muffled by
his own body which now covered her as he thrust ravenously inside her. Ali�shir moved at break neck speed in and out of her.
Battering her body with his, forcing air in and out of her body in gasps until
finally his released washed over him. His arms stretched out, his hands
fisting the smooth beach of stones as he came with a deafening roar. He was
only faintly aware the woman still held him with her legs and arms, hugging his
body against hers. She writhed against him subtly to milk every bit of his
orgasm from him but even that soft touch became overwhelming. Ali�shir slid from her and rolled onto his back with a
groan, blinkingly looking up to the bright cloud studded sky above. Suddenly
the amour that capped his shoulders was too heavy and he tore it away as he
moved to sit up. The muscles around his thick waist shuddered and flexed with
his panting, expanding his back as he drew in deep breaths.
�� Isis moved to sit up as well, struggling with her aching
body to lift herself up from the shallow pool of water. She pressed a few
kisses on his shoulder and even nipped at his back before she realised he was
no longer in the mood. In silence she studied the male�s expression, pulling
wayward locks from his face, before asking him plainly what was wrong. For a
moment she worried it was because he did not make her come too.
�� You
will have time and opportunity again and again to make it up to me. And you
better,� she said, nudging him with her elbow.
�� Are
you so certain?�
�� Isis sat up straight; she did not like the implication in
his question. �Talk and talk fast, yautja.�
�� Ali�shir sighed and she held her breath. �I do not want to
go back.�
�� Back
where? To Anuvis?� Ali�shir nodded his head and Isis
chuckled, slumping against him with a relieved sigh. �I thought it was
something serious for a second.�
�� This
is serious. I have submitted my resignation as Lead Elder, but if the Clan
Council does not approve it, I still want to leave. That will make me a
fugitive.�
�� Us,� she corrected. �That will make us fugitives. And why are you worried
that the Clan Council will not allow it?�
�� Because Tu�shar sits on it.�
�� Isis� eyes rolled, �Ah.� It was no secret that the male
had big dreams for the one he considered a son, but what troubled her more was
the reason why Ali�shir
suddenly wanted to abandon his post. �I must admit, I like Anuvis
better than any ship I have been on and I have been aboard many with A�rah. I also enjoy the idea of
having a place to call home.�
�� The
male stretched an arm around her and bumped against her with his head, purring.
�I thought home was wherever I was.�
�� It
is,� she smiled. �But I like the ship, not only because you are there.�
�� So
do I. But I have had enough of playing Lead Elder,
Isis. It is only a matter of time before something
happens and I want us to be long gone before then. Somewhere like here or
wherever else we choose to call home.��
�� Something
like what?� she edged.
�� Ali�shir shrugged his heavy shoulders. �I do not know and I
do not want to know. But something
will crop up, it always does.�
�� Then
why accept the position in the first place?�
�� It
was the only way I could follow you safely. All the resources I needed were at
my disposal, without question.�
�� Isis could not help but blush at the detached admission.
He subjected himself to something he hated to be closer to her? She pressed a
kiss against his arm.
�� So
if the time comes,� she announced, �I do not think we should come back here. I
like it here, but if I were searching for a fugitive, the first place I would
look would be all the places they have been.�
�� The
male turned and raised a heavy brow. �You finally see things my way, Isis?�
�� No,
but if you lead I will follow.�
�� Anywhere?� Isis nodded and
Ali�shir turned more, pushing her to the ground.
�What about here?� he asked, pushing her legs open with his knee.
�� Isis nodded only because she could not speak. His fingers
toyed with her clit, brushing over it slowly as he stared at her. His finger
swirled over the tiny kernel of flesh and she hid her face in her arm. He was
teasing little spasms from her. She tried her best to stay composed but each
teasing flick made her jerk that much harder.
�� Ali�shir stretched out fully on his side and Isis clutched at his arms. He waited until her breathing
evened before he began to slowly message her entrance with his fingers. She
stiffened lightly and Ali�shir nipped at her lips. As
she relaxed, he pushed in a little, eliciting a moan from her throat. Resting
his head against her chest, he pushed ever so gently, purring soothingly as she
tensed and inner muscles fought against his intrusion. Her walls tightened and
threatened to squeezehim out, but he forced his
fingers deeper. She wanted him inside her as much as he wanted to be.
�� Ali�shir lifted his head, his wet locks spilling over his
shoulders to fall like a dark curtain over her face. He watched her eyes roll
as he slid two fingers deeper and prattled darkly as the tips of his fingers
brushed against her spot, making her convulse in ecstasy. Again he thrust
against the spot and watched her body arch off the floor.
�� He
slid his arm under her back and lay in the cradle of her thighs, his fingers
still deep inside her. The male was aching to be inside her then, if only to
relieve the sudden tightness between his own legs that seemed to grow watching
her pleasure. His cock, free from any restraints, slid over her belly,
thrusting between their sandwiched bodies in rhythm with the fingers that
pushed inside her.
�� Isis� breathing becoming markedly more erratic and
brought Ali�shir�s attention from her face. The hard
tips of her breasts seemed to strain for his mouth, lifting with her sharply
drawn breath to his face. He watched them dance in front of his eyes before
succumbing to temptation, taking a single dark bud between his sharp teeth and
twisting.
�� A
moan escaped her lips unchecked. Isis lifted
her left legs to rest her feet on Ali�shir�s thighs
as she thrust back and forth into his waiting hand. Her body was starting to
tighten. Each muscle under her flushed skin coiled unto itself. Her arousal was
only upped to feel his dick sliding over her wet skin. She reached to take it,
to lovingly stroke the length of thickly veined flesh when his hand shackled
her wrist. He wrenched the hand above her head and Isis
felt his fingers slide free. He was done toying with her. Now it was time to
make good on that promise to make her scream.
�� Isis felt her bottom being lifted off the ground. She
closed her eyes and held her breath, bracing for penetration but the yautja stopped. Ali�shir glared
at her. His member poised at the ready, he bowed over her shapely body and prattled
to see her pout angrily at him. He was teasing her, moving his hips in small
circles between her swollen folds, but not sliding inside.
�� She
kicked at him but he caught the errant leg and pinned it to the ground, leaving
her that much more open and exposed to him. Laying over her, he moved against
her again, rubbing and only rubbing
much to her anger, over her slick folds. Isis
thrashed under him but he held her firmly in place, subjecting her to more
agonisingly and excruciatingly slow friction. Her toes curled as she strained
to close her legs, to move away from him, but she only succeeded in tiring
herself.
�� Her
head fell back onto the pebbled beach with a whimper. �Something
wrong?� Ali�shir rumbled. He moved the rigid
underside of his dick between her lips, brushing against her clit and Isis growled. The thick and guttural sound aroused him
even more.
�� I
could kill you right now,� she hissed.
�� Good.�
�� Good?!�
she shouted.
�� He
released her legs and Isis lowered her legs,
ready to bash his face with her fist when he clutched her hips. Sitting up to
gather leverage, Ali�shir pulled his hips back and
surged forward with a single brutal thrust. Isis�s
hand fell behind her, pushing her forward and holding her up to his vicious
assault. Her body jumped with his ragged thrusts, her teeth grinding with each
weighty plunge.
�� Isis shut her eyes and bit her lip until it bled. Her
body shook with the most intense pleasure she had ever known�but she could not
voice it. She would not give him the satisfaction of hearing her cry out but Ali�shir decided that would not be her decision to make.
�� With
a snarl he lifted her legs off the ground and pinned her ankles next to her
ears before thrusting into her again. He rested his full weight on her,
crushing his pelvis against hers, grinding against that sensitive button there
with his body. The yautja roared to feel her walls
close on him, milk him as orgasm tore her body and shredded her steely resolve.
�� His
body crushed that tiny bundle of nerves and something inside the woman�s body
burst and her juices slithered freely down her trembling cleft. Despite
herself, Isis threw her head back and in a
pitchy scream his name left her lips, echoing the tree studded landscape and
shaking avian creatures from their roosts. She wanted terribly to hold back but
the male would not be denied. Nor would her body.
�� Clawing
at his shoulders she held him closer while her body vibrated with the intense
sensation and when she could breathe again, she whispered in his ear her most
honest thoughts of him.
�� You
asshole...�
�� Ali�shir chuckled at the muttered foreign words. Even in
the throws of toe curling passion, she was defiant and refused him this small
victory. But there will be others, he
thought continuing to thrust inside her, plenty
of others.

�� Isis woke curled on the pebbled beach,
Ali�shir�s left arm and leg draped over her side. The
sun had begun to set and her right side, the one that touched the shallow
waters had begun to wrinkle, so had Ali�shir�s hand.
Lacing his fingers with her own, she saw her nails, short to begin with, had
broken from ripping at the earth and trying to gain purchase to stop her body
from being dragged where he willed. But it happened regardless, just like the
marks that criss-crossed her thighs and breasts, long red welts, scratches from
his thick black claws.
�� Isis pushed the arm off her like the heavy load it was
and reached for something that looked like her top discarded above her. She
unfurled the wet ball of fabric and shrugged it over her shoulders shivering at
the sudden chill it sent through her and set about the business of lacing it
shut.
�� Ali�shir chose then to wake, nipping at her shoulder and
hip before easing his body up behind hers so that he sat with his chest against
her back.
�� What
are you doing?� she chuckled, watching him unthread the ties as fast as she did
them.
�� He
slid his arms around her waist, crushing her back against him. �Is it any
mystery, Isis?�
�� No,�
she smiled. �But we have to make it back before last meal. Your Council will be
waiting.�
�� Then
they will wait,� he whispered, sliding his hands inside her parted top.
�� Ali�shir cupped her breasts and Isis
gasped. He grabbed her roughly, pulling her closer by the soft mounds of flesh,
rolling her nipples with his thumbs. His fingers twisted and flicked the
hardening tips before he bent his head and bit at her neck.
�� They
can,� Isis panted, her body twitching as he
swirled his tongue in the soft meeting of her jaw and throat. �But will they?�
�� Ali�shir let her skin out of his mouth with wet pop and
tilted his head up to where she motioned. He growled to see Na�run
hail him. The male waved at him too smugly from over the ridge where they made
camp and the Elder Liaison wasn�t alone. Now focused he could
scent others but unlike the dogged and annoying male, they had the sense to
stay far away.
�� I
am going to kill him!� Ali�shir slid his hands away
from her body with a roar but Isis turned,
throwing her arms around him. She kissed him, slow and deliberate. Her lips touched
his and the fight in him slowly left. His fists fell lamely into the water and
he moved where she pushed him. Right up and off of her.
Caressing his slack mandibles with the back of her hand she whispered at him to
come with her and get dressed.
�� Come
my Lead Elder, you have a Council to tend to.�
�� Ali�shir muttered bitterly but stood, snatching up his
clothes and amour. Angrily, he told her this was the start of that �something�
he spoke of before.
�� Don�t
be so dramatic, Ali. It�s not like I will refuse you on the way there, once we
are there, before last meal, after last meal��
�� That
is obviously not the issue,� he prattled darkly watching her naked body stride
in front of him. �But these interruptions, these are the start, Isis.�
�� Ali�shir tromped ahead of the female, heading off the male
that moved toward them. He�unlike his mate�was not as modest and did not care
that, save for a few pieces of amour, he was naked. In fact, he hoped it would
give Na�run something to consider should he come looking
for those who purposely tried not to be found in the near future. So with his
clothes bunched in one crushing veined hand and his kit in the other, Ali�shir stalked up the hill that lead to the clearing and
prattled amusedly when the Elder Liaison�s cheery expression fell at the sight
of him.
�� The
male averted his eyes with a sigh. �Sir, certainly you could spare a moment to
dress.�
�� Certainly
you could have waited for me to return.�
�� Actually
I could not.� Na�run seemed to remember himself and
lifted his head, his chest swelling as he forced himself to have courage before
the angry Elder. �You have been known to remain on excursion for quite some
time and the message I have received was sent with the highest importance.�
�� From where?�
�� Ge�tan.�
�� I
will reply later.� Ali�shir went to brush past the
male, but Na�run dug his heels in, going so far as to
push back.
�� They
are urgent,� he insisted.
�� Ali�shir stepped forward and bent his body, knocking his
forehead against the Elder Liaison�s. �And I will get them soon after I settle into my ship,� he
growled.
�� And bed your mate, again the Elder
thought ruefully.
Since Isis� re-emergence
the male had been that much more of an absentee, retreating to their room
rather than escaping in his ship. And while Na�run
could admit Ali�shir did play a more active roll on
Council and the everyday of running the ship, he now flat out refused to take
calls from the neighbouring Clan ship, no matter how much the Liaison pleaded.
�� Na�run lowered his head with a sigh and moved aside,
letting Ali�shir pass. The male had all but given up
when Isis, trailing behind her mate, snapped
her fingers at him, demanding he fork over the tablet. Na�run
hugged the thing closer to his chest.
�� I
am sorry, Elder Female, but the Lead Elder from Ge�tan
insisted this transmission was for Elder Ali�shir�s
eyes only.�
�� She
propped her hands on her hips and tilted her head. �Do you want him to read it
or not?�
�� Na�run watched the Lead Elder take a seat behind the
controls of his ship. Now clothed, he tapped at the monitors of the controls
around him, not sparing a single glance to the bodies huddled by his open door.
He certainly could hear them talk about them and yet he carried on like he was
deaf. Na�run looked at the message in his arms. The
Lead Elder of Ge�tan would certainly forgive him this
mishandling if it meant a prompt response for once.
�� Reluctantly
he handed Isis the tablet and was pleasantly
surprised to see her bypass the message. He grew fearful when a few keystrokes
later she tapped open another application and dialled Ge�tan�s
Lead Elder.

�� Ali�shir was checking the thrusters of the ship when his
mate moved beside him. He could smell her and prattled deep in his throat to
have her bend over him, putting a hand on his shoulder. He thought she was
moving to kiss him, but instead of the warmth of her lips he felt the cool of
something slick against his cheek.� He
turned sharply and then moved away completely when he heard the voice, barking
in confusion, shaking the device.
�� Isis winced. Ali�shir covered
the receiver of the tablet with a hiss, crushing her hands under his as well.
�There is no point in talking to him, female. You are here, he and that damn
ship are there, let us not invite trouble.�
�� Ignoring
trouble is not wise either! New Sussex
is behind us, but what if there was something else, equally important, that has
come up since then. You wouldn�t know it until it was too late!�
�� Ali�shir shoved the tablet back at her. �Whatever it is, it
is his business now, not mine.�
�� Ya�shin is his business now? I thought he was your son.�
�� Isis felt the hands on hers soften their hold. �He has
word of Ya�shin?�
�� Ali�shir drew in a measured breath and she looked into his
light grey eyes. They were suddenly so present and glimmered with something she
dared to call hope. It hurt something inside her to crush it, but she could not
lie to him.
�� I
don�t know,� she said softly. Ali�shir�s eyes hardened and narrowed to angry slits. He moved away
with a hiss but Isis followed him around the
consoles to his seat, �But you�ll never know if you don�t answer him!�
�� You
will not guilt me into this, Isis!�
�� Fine,�
she shrugged, flipping the tablet over. �I�ll talk to him.�
�� Na�run snickered as Ali�shir
leapt over the consoles, reaching for the device. Isis
moved but he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her toward him, snatching the
tablet up with a growl and stalking past the Liaison to the outside.
�� When
he was some distance from then, the Elder turned the speaker on. Na�run listened in only to make sure Ali�shir
was not trying to fool his mate, but when Bahdri�s
roar shook the device, he knew the Elder Female had just done the impossible.
�� Leaning
against the ship�s entrance she massaged her aching wrist. Na�run
replaced her hands with his, firmly rubbing her pained joint. Isis
looked up in surprise but made no move to take her hand away. It felt too good.
�� Thank
you,� the Liaison said quietly, studying her foreign limb as he kneaded it. �I
think I may finally know some rest tonight.�
�� Isis shrugged and watched her mate pace in the distance.
�Don�t thank me just yet. You might have liked it better with him not knowing.�
�� I may have liked him better that way too�

�� Kicking
up dust with his heavy footfalls, Ali�shir stalked
angrily back and forth. He listened to Bahdri shout
angry demands for a solid minute before he roared at him to shut up. �Simply
tell me what was so damned important so we can end this!�
�� It
is I who should be angry with you!� Bahdri snarled. �You betrayed my trust! I told you not to discuss the business about the
Scorn with anyone,� he hissed.
�� Ali�shir insisted he told no one but his mate and Bahdri kicked away from his seat with a roar. �Then who are
these anonymous males?! These ones your human killed with her primitive weapon
and you so kindly sent back to me for disposal!�
�� Bahdri appreciated the show of respect, first in killing
the males and sending the proof they were dead to show the secret was kept
between them, but his original instructions were not to tell anyone at all.
There were no assurances that the males didn�t tell someone of their mission
before the female shot them.
�� I
am fairly certain they did not because they look like professionals,� Bahdri said quietly, looking through images of the bodies.
�Clan markings, trophies, and anything that could tell who they were or came
from is virtually nonexistent. The only reason I know they belong to you is
because their computers were trained on Isis� biosignal but regardless, I specifically told you to not
involve anyone else, even if they were protection for her!�
�� And
I did not,� Ali�shir grit. He was growing irritated
with repeating himself over and over. �I trust no one to watch over my female
but myself. I will tell you this last and final time, I sent no one.�
�� Ali�shir�s eyes narrowed as a troubled silence fell between
them. Then the device crackled again, �Then why did you send these bodies back
to me with apologies?� Bahdri asked.
�� Heron
recognised one of them as belonging to your personal guard, so I assumed all
three belonged to you. He was most likely the one to attach the note of apology
as well...�
�� Bahdri grunted in agreement, �That did not sound like you.�
�� ....Isis did not kill them to preserve any secrecy. The only
reason the pair are dead was because they were foolish enough to underestimate
my mate and her temper,� he snorted.
�� Looking
over his shoulder, he could see the woman pace worriedly behind Na�run. Apprehensive. Irritated. She looked like he suddenly felt after hearing
the Elder�s next words to him.
�� Then
we have a problem,� Bahdri rumbled. �Someone else
knew about the Scorn. What I cannot understand is why they landed so far away
from the target?�
�� Maybe they didn�t, Ali�shir
thought with a frown. Only hired swords and badbloods
cut out their clan marks and they did not set foot on ground unless they had
their eyes set squarely on their target. They also killed anything that got
between it and them, including unarmed farmers wandering in the woods. It
suddenly dawned on the male that their target wasn�t Douglass at all, it was
his Isis.
�� We
need to meet,� Ali�shir said firmly.
�� Bahdri agreed, �There is something I must discuss with you.
Something I did not tell you before.�
�� Like
what?!� Ali�shir demanded. �What was so important
about the Scorn?� He gripped the device and brought it to his snarling mouth.
�If you put my family in danger I swear Bahdri I will
kill you slowly, drown you in your own blood an-�
�� We will discuss it when I arrive,� the male said quickly,
abruptly terminating the communication.
�� Ali�shir looked at the device in stunned silence and then
threw his head back with a roar. The veined hand that held the tablet clenched
closed, splintering the thing into a shower of plastic shards that piled on the
ground. This was exactly what he
trying to avoid in leaving the Eldership but there seemed to be no escaping
now. Not when his family was in danger.
�� Isis slowed her pacing as Ali�shir
thundered toward her. He was a sight to fear, broad chest heaving and awkward
skin covered mandibles flared and akimbo. She folded her arms and took a deep
breath, steeling herself for the answer to the question, �What�s wrong?�
�� Everything,�
Ali�shir sighed and held his hand for her to take. He
squeezed it tightly as he moved back inside the ship.

Anuvis, a few days later...

�� I
feel like I am aging,� Isis groaned, slouching
in her seat. Her knees and legs, peeking from the splits of her dress, looked
shiny in the overhead of the Council Chamber lights. With her feet flat on the
floor, she twisted in her seat like a child, knocking against the Elder Healer
who returned her sentiments. The female heard Isis�
foreign mumblings off to the right of her and snickered into her hand.
�� It
is a shame we cannot sleep like some,� Su�mar said
motioning with her jaw to her assistant. Isis
turned to her right and chuckled to see Ny�ima
sitting upright, head up and facing front, with eyes shut tightly.
�� She
looks like a zombie,� Isis chuckled.
�� I
feel like one,� Su�mar sighed, massaging her temples.
�I wish there was a way to stop this.� Isis
started to move from her seat to stand and Su�mar
clamped a hand on her arm, pulling her back. �You may be the Elder Female, but
it is still the Lead Elder�s job to order his Council. You do not want to give
anyone orders while he is in the room. Ever.�
�� Isis eased back into her seat. She thanked the female for
stopping her before she made a mistake but could not help but whine it was the
only way. �He�s dead to the world too.�
�� Not
for long. Watch.� Su�mar
moved in her seat, crossing her leg and knocking her foot �inadvertently�
against the Elder Diplomat�s leg who sat at her left. The male turned to look
at her and she trilled politely in his direction and then let her features fall
into a scowl. Kajal thought her annoyed expression
was meant for him but looking where her line of sight focused, he was angered
too to see what she saw.
�� Oh
you are good,� Isis chuckled to Su�mar who reclined smugly in her seat.

�� Kajal slumped in his chair and narrowed his eyes at Ali�shir whose head nodded with sleep. He elbowed him with
a growl and the Lead Elder�s eyes flashed open. The room spun as the male
turned his seat to the presentation he slumbered through.
�� If
I have to suffer this, so will you,� the Diplomat hissed.
�� Ali�shir groaned and sat up straight in his seat looking on
at Q�sim who, despite his lengthy nap, still rattled
on excitedly on his latest scientific find. The Elder Scholar was seeking
something from the Council and he hoped regaling them with the exciting
developments and applications of his work would entice the twelve member panel
to agree to his request.
�� The
male produced chart after chart, graph after graph, all delving into
painstaking detail about his work�a process that felt like it went on for
forever to Ali�shir�and yet somehow the actual
request, the reason for him being here and haranguing his fellow Council
members within an inch of their lives, was lost on him. Although he was
certainly in good company as no one else knew why the Scholar tortured them so
either.�
�� Ali�shir stood, drawing everyone�s attention away from Q�sim�s explanation on how the tat-yuti plant grew in toxic
environments. The Scholar continued to rattle on despite the disturbance,
oblivious to Ali�shir stretching his arms out onto
the table and issuing an apology to Ra�daei for
stopping what was supposed to be a learning experience for the would-be Lead
Elder.
�� The
male was all too happy to release control, raising his hands up in a serving
manner. �By all means, Elder.�
�� Elder
Scholar,� Ali�shir said quietly, weakened by the
ordeal. Everyone else seemed to hear him except for the male who steadfastly
droned on, enamoured with his own figures and statistics. �Q�sim?
Q�sim....Q�sim!�
�� The
Scholar popped in his seat and turned sharply, surprised to find the Lead Elder
looming over him. Ali�shir grasped him by the
shoulders and spun him in his seat to face him fully.
�� I
have listened to you speak for far too long to not know what you want, Elder.�
�� I
thought I made it expressly clear in my �concept� portion of my discussion.�
�� Think
again,� Ali�shir edged with a growl.
�� The
male swallowed thickly, �W-well if you would look at the passage here a few
lines in, I think the implication is clear.� Q�sim
brought his tablet for Ali�shir to see and was taken
back to have the male slam it down on the table, knocking it out of his hands.
�� Ali�shir wrung his hands in the Scholar�s tunic and ripped
him from his seat. His feet swaying in air, Q�sim
looked down at him with trembling as the curiously angry Lead Elder told him
simply, �Speak plainly or I will lose my patience and kill you simply to save
what little time I have left in this life.�
�� The
Scholar saw the male�s hands tighten, the dark muscles flexing and shaking
around the tunic that circled his neck. Ali�shir
shook him once and he forwent trying to concisely phrase his answer to shouting
out what came to his mind first, �The old gymnasium to convert into a workspace
and two additional workers!�
�� Granted!� the Council shouted in unison.
�� Ali�shir dropped the weight with little fanfare and backed
away to Kajal who outright laughed. Q�sim massaged his neck and watched all the members stand
and stretch, drawing out their weary muscles before they moved for the doors.
�B-but there is still the matter of logistics for the space,� he said moving
after them. �I have sent you all the documents detailing the requirements��
�� And
Ra�daei, my chosen replacement will be happy to go
over that with you in detail,� Ali�shir said quickly.
Ra�daei turned sharply from the door, his mandibles
slack and arms out as if to say �why me?�. �And do not worry, the Council will read the single paged report
he will prepare to inform us all fully but quickly about it.�
�� Sir,
you cannot be serious,� Ra�daei hushed.
�� I
am,� Ali�shir returned glibly. He held his hand out
to Isis who hurried toward him and exited. Locking arms with his female, Ali�shir turned with a trill and told the soon-to-be Lead
Elder this was his problem now. All of it. �He is your
friend and you have accepted this task. Congratulations.�
�� Ra�daei shook as the Lead Elder strongly patted his chest
in a friendly send off, suddenly numb.
�� If
all else fails, threaten to kill him,� Kajal said,
brushing past the wilting male. �That seems to have worked for Elder Ali�shir.�
�� Or
you could simply kill him regardless and do us all a favour,� another Council
member added as they sprinted for the exit. Raucous laughter ensued and died as
the members spilled into the halls, disappearing down hallways, rooms and lift
cars.
�� The
Council Chambers were virtually empty when A�thes,
the Enforcer moved for the door and rudely butted against Ra�daei.
The male�who had been talking to or was being talked at, rather�by Q�sim stumbled forward and turned with a snarl.
�� Watch
your step, brother.�
�� Or
what will you do?� A�thes challenged. The Enforcer
was taken back and confused to see Q�sim step up in
front of him with a growl.
�� He
will be the Lead Elder. Do you not see it as unwise to cross him?�
�� A�thes� reply was a shove, knocking the male across the
Council Chamber hall. Q�sim fell into the chairs that
lined the centre table, knocking each one into the next until he came to rest
against the wall in the centre of a heap of overturned seats. Ra�daei responded with a shove of his own, knocking the
Enforcer against the wall with his body.
�� A�thes wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed with
all his might, trying to crush the male�s lungs between his biceps. Ra�daei did the same, locking his arms around the male�s
neck and the two fought, rocking from side to side, trying to throw one another
to the ground. They crashed onto the Council table and the booming noise was
heard outside.
�� The
door of the chamber flew open and Kajal, followed by Ali�shir strode quickly inside. The Elder Diplomat moved to
break the two up, but the Lead Elder�s outstretched arm stopped him. Ali�shir waited until Ra�daei
tossed the male down and dealt a blow to the back of the Enforcer�s head before
he hissed, �Now!�
�� Kajal swept his arms under Ra�daei�s,
debilitating him and dragging the heavy male backward and Ali�shir
pulled A�thes from the floor. The male was dazed, but
as he remembered he was still fighting, he thrashed in Ali�shir�s
arms only to be incapacitated with an arm clamped over his throat.
�� Kajal watched the Lead Elder tighten on the boy�s neck with
fear. �Killing each other will not solve anything,� he said loudly, shaking Ra�daei. �It rarely solves anything!�
�� Ali�shir looked up at his friend and growled. He knew Kajal was speaking to him as well and released A�thes with a hiss, tossing him onto the floor. He crouched
over the male and grabbed his maw to make him face him.
�� What
is your problem, Enforcer? Why do you attack your Council Brother?� Ali�shir pinned the male under his knee when he grew
impatient waiting for an answer but Ra�daei spoke for
him.
�� He
knew why the male attacked him and was not ashamed to let truth be known. �He
thinks you are wrong for nominating a male such as myself
to be your replacement, Elder.�
�� And
why is that?� Ali�shir grit, digging into A�thes. It
angered him that the male questioned his judgement behind his back.
�� Yes,
what kind of male are you?� Kajal demanded.
�� One that fucks males as well as females!� A�thes gurgled.
�� The
Lead Elder released his neck and stood, his head tilted in confusion. �What
does that have to do with his ability to lead?�
�� No
one will take orders from a warrior who is pleasured by other warriors.�
�� It
will make it difficult,� Kajal admitted quietly to Ali�shir. He stood at his side looking over A�thes.
�� Perhaps,�
Ali�shir shrugged. �But not because of his inability
to make sound decisions. And despite his...varied...appetite,
his lust has never influenced or driven him to action�unlike some.�
�� A�thes stood with a growl, demanding to know what he meant
by the implication and Ali�shir was perfectly blunt.
The Elder Healer told his mate what the male threatened her with after she
attacked Isis. He promised to make Su�mar his sex slave, an unacceptable punishment by
standards.
�� And
you believed that whore?! You take her word over mine?!�
�� There
was silence and Su�mar, who had been watching the
fray unfold at the door slunk away then, her head down. Isis
wanted to follow her, but the female raised her hand forebodingly. She wanted
no one to witness her moment of weakness or her tears.
�� Ali�shir watched the female disappear before answering, �I
believe my mate. And so does Ra�daei, so let this be
your warning. The only reason I did not take action then was because it was
only a threat but if you touch her in a way she does not wish, you will be
sorry.�
�� Ali�shir stormed for the doors but A�thes
shouted after him. �She is no longer yours. Why should you care?�
�� Because
you are wrong and sit on his Council,� Ra�daei
rattled.
�� A�thes turned and was surprised to find the Lead Elder
looming over him again, his eyes narrowed into angry silver slits. �You are my responsibility,� Ali�shir
warned. �Mine to destroy if I cannot control.�
�� The
Enforcer swallowed. Knowing his life to be in jeopardy, he backed away, moving
to the door, looking straight through the Elder Female and apprentice Healer
who crowded the exit way. After he strode into the hall, Ny�ima
rushed inside, her occupational instinct taking over to tend to the battered Q�sim who welcomed any and all relief for his pain.
�� Isis walked behind her and stood beside her mate. �Will
he be a problem?� she asked, motioning to A�thes.
�� Ali�shir shook his head. �I do not foresee it being that way,
no.� A�thes was the Enforcer but Ra�daei
would be Lead Elder and he had proven himself the superior fighter. If he
hadn�t tossed A�thes to the ground, he would not be
so confident of the peaceful future of Anuvis. �He
knows who is in charge now and he will either bow or leave.�
�� I
hope he leaves,� Ra�daei said quietly, walking to the
exit.
�� Isis watched him go with sadness, but knew she could not
comfort him. It could have been misinterpreted as an invitation or worse. But
even so, her heart ached for him.
�� She
tore her eyes away from the sad male to look up. Ali�shir
shook her arm gently with purr, �Wait for me at home?�
�� Yes.
But do not keep me waiting too long,� she said giving his hand a squeeze. �I am
liable to fall asleep after listening to this one all day.�
�� Q�sim limped with Ny�ima�s help
toward them. Other helpers from the Healer�s floor answered the apprentice�s
call and entered to lift the male onto a slab of oval shaped metal that hovered
at will. It lowered to allow him to sit and then rose as they eased him back,
laying him prone on the surface for transport.
�� Another
casualty from yet another crazed Enforcer,� she said quietly.
�� Isis fell into place behind the informal caravan to exit
and Ali�shir turned to face Kajal
who snorted.
�� She
talks of Fushel?�
�� She
does,� Ali�shir nodded. �Isis
erroneously thinks one Enforcer in this clan is the same as the rest.�
�� In
fairness, Fushel was not exactly amiable to her,� the
Diplomat shrugged. �Or anyone for that matter.� Kajal
thought a moment and realised, �He still is not even now. Even
to me.�
�� But
he is honourable. His word is his bond and the truth.�
�� At lot like someone else I know the
Diplomat chuckled inwardly. His former classmate and Clan Brother had grown
considerably since his youth. His human partner had a great deal to do with it,
but she was still only a catalyst, hurrying along a development that was only
slowly building before. Ali�shir, despite his flaws,
was a new male but enough of the old remained to identify and bond with the
once BadBlood Enforcer from Ge�tan.
�� Kajal helped the Lead Elder turn over the battered table
and disassemble the pile of chairs from the wall. It was the job of the asegians but they were not here and neither was too proud
to do the work.
�� Satisfied
with the room again, Ali�shir moved to the door. Kajal stopped him to ask if he would attend the
competitions in the hall.
�� My
son will be among the upper level students that will spar,� the Diplomat said
proudly. �You must remember how exciting it is.�
�� Ali�shir did. He never missed a single competition for
either of his sons, even when they wished he would. �I cannot. My mate waits
for me,� he said quietly.
�� Very
well, I will tell them you have important ship matters to attend to.�
�� It
would not be a lie,� Na�run said.
�� He
walked behind the two Elders as they moved to the lift and took a knee before Ali�shir. The Lead Elder started to yell at the male that
now was certainly not the time, but buttoned his lips as the Liaison lifted his
head. Even a male as emotionally rigid as Ali�shir
could not deny feeling the sadness and severity in the male�s gaze.
�� Ali�shir bid him to stand and pulled him to the side, �What
troubles you, Na�run?�
�� The
Liaison lowered his head again as he raised his hand, giving the Elder his
tablet.

�� In
the darkness of her suite, Isis lay on her
belly in the centre of the bed, her legs and arms tangled in the mess of soft
shiny sheets that almost hid her. She stripped naked and rubbed her body in
flavoured oil in anticipation for Ali�shir�s return,
but the male took his sweet time and she soon grew bored trying to hold a sexy
position in the pillows and fell asleep. She was just entering that blissful
and perfect deep slumber when she felt something heavy take a knee in the bed
at her side. Hands grabbed at her shoulders and shook her roughly until she
flipped onto her back and swatted them away.
�� A
single bloodshot, sleep-reddened eye opened with a growl. �The universe better be ending, Ali�shir��
�� Bahdri and The Ro�al were killed
as they travelled here.� The warmth of his breath was the only indication as to
where he was in the pitch black room so she turned toward it.
�� Isis slowly dragged herself up from the bed and blinked.
�So?� she shrugged.
�� The
Ro�al was an egotistical bastard who looked down on
them for being �minglers� and Bahdri
was just as intolerant from what she remembered. Not to mention a complete
chauvinist. She was not unmoved by the loss of life, but with this news the
world as she knew it just got a tad brighter.
�� Flopping
back down in the bed, she was ready to drift back to sleep when Ali�shir ripped her up by the thick of her arm.
�� Who
is the pilot for Ge�tan�s Lead Elder?�
�� She
answered the question without blinking, �Heron.� Ali�shir
was quiet and the woman in his hands stilled, the realisation finally hitting
her. �Is he, is he alright?�
�� I-sis,� Ali�shir
hissed. �Why would you say something so useless...?�
�� She
tensed to feel his hands roughly grab at hers. He wore his armour, the
gauntlets of icy steel and knuckle shields. One hand held hers palms up while
the other slipped his tablet into them. After a few taps he loaded a saved
communication transmission from Bahdri�s ill-fated
ship.
�� Isis listened quietly, tears rolling down her flushed
cheeks to stain the monitor. After giving his coordinates and the state of the
battered ship, the pilot sent the emergency transmission to Ali�shir.
Heron did the honourable thing. Sacrificing the part for the
sake of the whole. He led their attackers away from both Clan ships,
instead seeking refuge which was the suggested shouted at him by Bahdri and The Ro�al in concert.
They could be heard roaring the order at him over and over again through the
barricaded cockpit door as the male recorded his final words to his long time
friend.
�� Ali�shir, let Isis tell my
Gi what happened to me...� he said.
�� Isis sobbed once loudly to hear the male chuckle, a good
hearty but nervous belly laugh. �You are my brother, but I do not want you
talking to my female. Whatever you say will make her cry needlessly,� he
snorted. �Isis will know what to say...even if
the two of you together cannot communicate properly.�
�� Isis moved to her knees and held the device against her
ear tighter, as if she were holding on to the male himself. The transmission
garbled and waned. It seemed as if the call was going to drop all together but
Heron�s voice rolled in, stronger. Firmer. He took a
moment to steel himself before asking that his sons be told not to retaliate on
his behalf. Their responsibility would be to care for their mother now and the
little ones.
�� Tell
them I will watch over them and that I was proud to call them mine.�
�� A
large pop made the device shake against her ear. Isis
let it go as a cacophony of roars and explosions crackled the speaker. Her ears rung with the agonised sounds and then faded into silence.
Horrible, heavy silence.
�� Isis drew her knees to her chest and looked where Ali�shir sat. He was near, at her side even but he could
not have felt farther away. She wanted desperately for him to hold her, to fold
her up in the safety and comfort of his arms, but she knew he would not. That
it was not his way.
�� Isis wiped her face with the back of her shaking fist and
struggled to look composed, even though no one could see her in the dark. �Who
did this?� she said, her voice severe as it was low.
�� Ali�shir�s voice mirrored her anger. �I do not know but I will find out,� he rattled.
�� He
was incensed. Isis could feel the rage
radiating off his tightly clenched body. He vibrated with it. In the darkness,
her hands found him, sliding down his armour to the taught exposed skin of his
back and arms, holding his trembling fists. She was surprised when he opened
his fist to grasp at her fingers, even more so when pulled her roughly toward
him, wrapping his arms round slender shoulders.
�� Pressed
against his chest, Isis was grateful he was
trying to console her. He could have just as easily admonished her for her
tears, but instead he held her. But he held her too tightly.
�� His
muscles flexed and coiled tighter around her waist and Isis
grit her teeth to stifle the scream of pain. The points of his armour gouged at
her, bit into her skin and indented its unique texture on her soft skin. She
now knew how A�thes felt in Ra�daei�s
embrace and wondered if she would suffer broken bones too. Ali�shir�s
arms tensed again and she could not hold back the squeak that spilled past her
lips.
�� Her
nails dug into his biceps and she struggled to rise to her knees, preparing to
break away, but it was all for naught. As quickly as he pulled her into embrace
Ali�shir turned her loose. The bed bounced as he
stood abruptly, muttering something about making preparations for travel before
storming out of the room.
�� Isis�s hands went to her ears as the doors slammed shut
behind him. She was pretty sure the hinges were broken considering the sound
they made, but they still held, keeping her shrouded in darkness. In time her
hands slid down the sides of her face, leaving her ears, and she touched her
neck and left shoulder which suddenly felt chill. She was instantly alarmed to
feel her fingers touch wetness.
�� Trashing
from the covers, she sprinted to the baths. She was certain that Ali�shir had either cut her with his armour or forced the
bone of her collar up through skin. It was only the power of her mind that kept
her shielded from the incredible pain, numbing her to save her senses.
�� Flying
into the room she tapped the wall to bring up the lights and paled in front of
the long ceiling to floor mirror that lined the bath. Her skin, albeit reddened
and imprinted with the impression of his scaled armour, was unbroken. She was
whole and unharmed, but her shoulder and neck were still slicked with icy
wetness. Moving to the skin, pushing the mystery fluid off of her body with a
rag, Isis realised what they were with a
whimper. Tears. Ali�shir�s tears.
�� Staring
into the mirror it slowly dawned on her that while she had lost a good friend, Ali�shir had lost much
more.

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