ZION's POV...
I press my lips together, narrowing my eyes as I let out an exasperated sigh and patiently await my brother's response.
He tilts his head to peer up at me with his brows furrowing. "I will see myself to the Grand Arena when we return home." He says through gritted teeth and strokes the back of his nape.
"What?" My mate cries out in disbelief, thrashing against the bed. "Then no, I do not forgive you and you can shove your apology up your arse!" She sneers with her brows raising and marring fine lines into her flawless complexion.
I lurch forward, pinning her down on the bed, she freezes beneath my touch with my face a whisper away from hers. "My brother has chosen death over helping you flee this ship. I think it is you, who should ask for forgiveness from him and tell him you accept his apology." I grumble as I tower over her.
She licks her deep red plumpy lips and I groan, desperately wanting those lips wrapped around my cock.
I have fantasised about taking her repeatedly till her womb is bursting with my offspring. The sounds of her screaming my name in ecstasy torment me during the day and overwhelm me at night.
After years of doubting my worthiness, I have finally found her, and I intend to prove it to the oracles who have cast doubt on my ability to rule because I have not mated and I have no legitimate heir to the throne of my planet.
"Fuck you!" She hisses with bravado.
I lean in close towards the nape of her neck, "Please do, bonetta." I brush my lips against the shell of her ear. "I'd love to watch you bounce up and down on my alien cock." I make sure to emphasise the word 'alien'.
"I'd rather die." She hisses breathlessly. "You repulse me."
"You don't even know me," I mutter, stepping away from her and placing my hand on my brother's shoulder. "You will not be entering the Grand Arena when we return home." I say fiercely, "Rise to your feet and release the feisty human."
I watch as my brother, my most loyal warrior and best friend gets to his feet with a look of integrity swimming in his pupils.
I march back to the room's far corner, leaning against the wall, calmly awaiting the start of the dramatic performance.
"Touch me and I will claw your insanely beautiful eyes out." She screams in bloody murder.
Jaja ignores her, shaking his head as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "I will not refrain from restraining you again if I need to for your protection." He blows air out of his nose. "The Kindred women back on our planet are very, what is the word," he pauses briefly "Uh, yes, melodramatic." He begins by unbuckling the straps around her ankles. "We are used to the tantrums of wanting attention.
"I am a far cry from being a drama queen!" She shouts as she tries her best to kick Jaja.
I cover my mouth with my hand, masking the smirk that stains my face. She is highly entertaining and it thrills me greatly.
After JaJa has freed her from her restraints, she flips us the middle finger and makes a beeline for the door.
The doors glide open, "You have got to be shitting me!" She cries out, throwing her hands in the air then placing them on her hips.
Two of my kindred warriors block her path from escaping me.
Moments later she spins around glaring at me, "Do you require two more men to protect you from little ol' me?" Her voice is drenched in sarcasm and I can not contain the broad grin from spreading across my face.
I chuckle, indicating at Jaja to leave us alone, and as she steps aside, wide-eyed as he brushes by her, I have to restrain the rage that threatens to erupt.
I am aware that her gaze at my younger brother is motivated solely by innocence and astonishment. When I wander through the ship, passing multiple females, I get the same reactions.
The moment the doors slide close, she faces me with her brows raised and her stance wide.
"The men positioned on the other side of the door, bonetta." I cross the room, devouring the distance between us and she peers up at me. "Is for your protection." The look of hostility quickly gets replaced by a look of confusion.
"Me?" She stabs a finger into her chest.
"Yes, you." I breathe out harshly, doing my best not to crush her to me.
"Ha!' She scoffs. "Why, are you going to take me by force?" She sneers in an unsavoury manner that leaves a bad taste in my mouth. "Does it turn you on thinking about me struggling under you, screaming for you to stop while you relentlessly fuck me and-"
"Silence, female!" I bellow, pinning her against the cold wall after hearing enough of the verbal garbage leaving her mouth.
She instantly clamps her mouth shut, "I implore you to keep your mouth shut while you are in my presence from now until we reach my home planet. If any of the females back at home hear the words you're expressing so freely, you will be challenged to step into the Grand Arena and fight till the death." I growl, moving my hands up the side of her body, and wrapping a hand around her delicate throat that has my fangs extending out of my gums against my own free will.
She swallows, the look of panic striking her eyes. "I. I" she stutters, breathlessly with her focus exclusively on my fangs.
"Just so you know, bonetta. I can have any female I want." I say cruelly. "There is an army of them behind that door, ready to drop their panties and carry my offspring at the click of a finger. I have never taken a female against her will, and I have no intention of doing so with you."
I remove my hand from her throat, turning away and I march towards the door with my combat boots creating a thunderous beat with every step I take.
"Oh," I stop mid-stride, glancing at her over my shoulder. "The next time you defy me, I will take great pleasure in disciplining you, Miya. Each and every delicious time." I lick my lips, "To the point where you will be begging me to bite you and offering you the essence of everlastingness between us."
As I exit the cabin I hear her mutter, "Arrogant son of a bitch."
But the smell of her arousal lingering through the cabin tells me a whole other tale.
MIYA's POV..... I stare after the Kindred who doesn't resemble the Aliens we were told stories about. He almost looks human. And I emphasise the word 'almost'. Even though the kindred have kept to themselves, staying on their ships above the surface of the earth, they have been quiet. Still visible making their presence known without a doubt. Occasionally they will descend in pairs to come and claim their contracted bride. Brides who have no say in the matter. No one knows how the women are paired with a Kindred. Are they randomly picked or do the Kindred get to choose? Either way, I don't want to know. It was so much easier to pretend they didn't exist. Periodically life threw us curve balls and we didn't have to pretend. It was easier that way like we didn't have enough crises to deal with. I walk to the other side of the cabin, looking out the window and my ey
ZION's POV......As I exit my cabin leaving my feisty little human behind, I have to fight the beast within me for control.The desire to mark her and bind her to me is almost blinding, body crippling and it doesn't help that I can smell her scent everywhere I go.Honey has never seemed so appetising until now.Until SHE came along and gave me blue balls.And because she does not bear my mark, the spacecraft can be a dangerous place for her to wander through the corridors alone.A lot of my warriors are unmated and the moment they smell an unscented female, the haze takes over them.Drawing out their rage.Shaking off my concern knowing that my female is safe with Nova, I walk into the eatery hall, looking for Sylvan who is going to be my brother-in-mate in a few moon cycles.He also happens to be my best friend who is a beast kindred, the type of Kindred you want on your side when you
MIYA's POV..."Ah!" I squeak as the water from the showerhead hits against my bare flesh like pelting rain.It's warm and it smells like...Citrus!Mouthwatering citrus.I'm utterly intrigued and I feel a strong sense of fascination to stick my tongue out and see if it tastes like citrus too.But I don't.Within seconds, I'm quickly brought back to reality when Nova's voice sweeps through the room."You know my brother is single and I feel compelled to tell you that I think you'd make beautiful offspring together." Her voice is soft, melodious with a touch of sarcasm.I press the big orange button with my other hand positioned under the dispenser. A coin size rose coloured foamy cloud lands in the centre of my palm. I stare at it with wonderment, bringing it up to my nose and I take a small whiff of it.I don't know what to expect as I've never seen or heard the product body wash befo
ZION's POV...A feral roar departs from my lips when she tears open my shirt, sending the buttons to soar across the cabin floor. My body burns with an undilated passion for this female and in the past, it would have scared me senseless. But when she looks at me like she wants to devour me for her main meal, it only adds fuel to the fire that sears into my flesh."You smell so good," She pants against my lips. "It's driving me crazy.." She sighs as I insert my tongue into her mouth to taste her, and my Gods, she tastes far sweeter than I had ever imagined.Her hands move across my chest that is scared from old wounds I wear with pride when we fought against the scourge.Scars I refuse to heal in honour of my fallen warriors we lost in multiple battles fifty earla years ago. Winning the war didn't taste as victorious as we had all hoped it would.It also doesn't help, that the oracles still believe to this day that the war between us has not e
MIYAs POV...I open my mouth to say something just as witty and sarcastic back."Zion!!" Novas' voice unexpectedly fills the cabin as she shouts from the other side of the door, gaining both of our attention and I clamp my mouth shut.A heartbeat later, the sliding door glides open and she stands in the doorway but does not enter. Her eyes are pitch black, as she hisses a snarl and bares her teeth putting her long pointy fangs on full display.I gasp, moving to the far corner of the cabin as she suddenly looks like she's been possessed."Calm down, Nova," Zion says in a soothing tone but widens his stance."You dare hurt my intended?" She hisses."Believe me when I say that he asked for it." He replies with a sigh.I shake my head.Wrong answer!!When it comes to females, it seems kindreds are roughly as dense as human men are.Her mouth opens with a high-pitched battle cry, "You will pay!
ZIONs POV...Upon opening my eyes, my pulse skips and my breath catches as the darkness I was lost in swiftly dissipates and Miyas' gorgeous face fills me with a profound sense of serenity along with the gentle caressing of her hands upon my face."Bonetta," [Fated one.] I whisper with a trapped sigh.While the last ounce of rage that still clings to me like filth begins to subside, the atmosphere in the cabin becomes decreasingly hostile. Things quickly took a left turn the moment Nova entered the cabin, but that was to be expected, it is the Kindred way.It is who we are as warriors.We are feral beasts beneath our thick flesh, possessive, animalistic and driven to rule.It is why we are the most feared species in the galaxy.A female Kindred will go to considerable measures to protect the honour of her male Kindred when he has been challenged. Similarly to how a male will give his life to protect his female. The sole disadvantage o
MIYAs POV...'I. I.."His crude words bathe my burning flesh like salt being poured over my open wounds. I hate that my body reacts to him in such a way and even though I will my torturous body to stand down, desire continues to lick my pale skin.It's also dawned on me that the longer I am in this enormous idiot's presence, the more obnoxious and annoying he becomes.I rub my cheek against his and resist a jealous growl at how silky and smooth his skin feels against mine. "The arousal that you adamantly believe you can smell, Zion, "I say seductively as his mating scent threatens to consume me. "Is the scent of a one pissed off human who refuses to take orders from someone she doesn't know. You don't own me and you never will, because you are not my king or my alpha and the sooner you learn to accept it, the easier it will be for you to move forward. You are an Alien who wants to use my body for his sick pleasure and to breed his offspring. Now, un
ZIONs POV... I walk out of the cabin with my fists clenched into tight balls at my sides, attempting to decrease my rapid breathing with each thunderous step I take. As I storm down the corridors, I disregard my crew, a snarl plays on the tip of my tongue as I do so. Who knew my mate would turn out to be such a temperamental little flower? The Gods are truly trying to test my tolerance where she is concerned. I make a right turn when I reach the end of the corridor that leads to the eatery hall and I stand in front of the face recognition device that is mounted beside the door. "Welcome alpha king Zion," The automated voice says after it finishes scanning my face and the twin doors slide open, revealing the flight deck. I walk to the front of the deck, glancing at the breathtaking scenery that is on full display as our spacecraft gently floats through the galaxy. "Brother, where you?" I mind-link with Jaja.