Page 7 of A Mate for Traxx

Doubt wavers inside my mind, and I have never felt so insecure before. Now I want and need her approval. I want my mate to be happy with our bond. I glance down at my arms and notice neon green lines faintly wrapping around them. My mating bonds…

Her small timid hands slide up my rough chest, and my heart pumps faster. I love the feel of her hands against me, and I almost purr in delight.

Our kiss comes to an end entirely too soon, but we stay connected tightly. “Are you going to let me go?” she asks me softly.

“Never.” I say it honestly because now that I have found her, I will never let her go. Despite the fact that she thinks she’ll be getting her car back and going to the bed and breakfast down the road, she is not going anywhere if I have anything to say about it.

A booming noise interrupts the silence around us and the floor rattles. Lights flash everywhere within my room, and Ihear emergency alarms blaring in the hallway. I only left the command center moments ago. The Necorium hadn’t moved once since I was there, so what is all the commotion about?

“Traxx, what’s happening?” Fear tinges her voice, and a low growl vibrates my chest as a fierce need to protect her rushes through me. I can smell the fear pooling off of her in sheets. I want to dip into her mind and see what she’s thinking, but it feels like too much an invasion of privacy.

“Do not fear, little one. I will keep you safe. Stay here. It is the safest place in the facility. I will be back as soon as I can.” As the last word leaves my mouth, another explosion rattles us.

Anger floods through my system as I leave my room and head toward the command center. I was just here not even half a moon hour earlier, and it was quiet. Now, it is alive with movement. Warriors running here and there, manning the different controls.

I can see the Necorium ship on the monitor above me. It’s no surprise they have caused this ruin. It is all they do - seek and destroy.

“Commander, the second impact was much worse than the initial. I’m not sure the shield will hold up for much longer.”

“They were not moving. How are they here already?” I mumble under my voice.

“They must have been able to cloak the movements of their ship.” A growl rises from my lips at his explanation.

“Deploy our mini runners to see if we can take them out before they get any closer. I will not let them destroy anything else.”

I may not fully command the Flighten anymore, but I move into fight mode. Once a commander, always a commander.

I hope Rhea remains in my room until we can secure the compound. Heads will roll if anyone tries to lay a hand on her, let alone even think about harming a hair on her head. I will not hesitate to end them.

Shouts echo around us from the soldiers heading to their ships to hold off the Necorium. My old need to help my crew bleeds through me, but this time I can only stay behind. My mate is fragile and weak. I will not leave her to fend on her own.

Many of my brothers in the compound are worthy, but some I would not trust with my own life, let alone hers.

Our ships clone themselves and fly out of the dock. Another boom rumbles around us. It is complete chaos everywhere I look. Aliens run amuck, scurrying here and there. I return to my post in the command center to guide them in their fight. It’s the least I can do.

The Necorium haven’t broken the barrier surrounding the compound yet, thankfully. With only a few more explosions, though, they’ll definitely be inside.

We cannot let them win.

We will destroy them.

We have to.

Chapter 5

Rhea

I groan. How does this always happen to me? My feet patter softly as I pace the room, waiting to hear any news. Traxx told me not to leave the room, and I’m following his guidance; at the same time, I want to know what the hell is going on outside this door.

The noise I’ve been hearing is not pleasant sounding. Have these Necorium broken into the compound? I have heard stories about the Necorium. They’re notorious for stealing human females and selling them. Dread pools in my gut. If they find me here, will I be sold, too? But I haven’t seen another human female here, so why attack now?

So many thoughts pound my head as I pace. There’s no way to tell time in this room. Even if there was, I wouldn't know how to read it. They don’t use Earth time in the compound.

The door opens to my room, and my heart rate spikes, thinking Traxx has come for me, but what I see throws my heart into my throat. It’s not Traxx. This is another creature entirely. Small, dark brown aliens with bright yellow, reptilian eyes. They are round in stature, and smell like festering garbage.

One grabs me by the arm, and I fight with all my strength to get away, but it’s no use. They outpower me, quickly pulling me from the room. My sense of comfort and security has vanished. An agonizing scream tears from my lips, and I hear a roar behind me. I know who it is, but it’s too late. I am being dragged away from the compound.

It is a beautiful surrounding in the worst kind of situation. The luminosity of the trees lining the corridor is awe-inspiring, but I don’t even have a minute to enjoy it before I am ripped away from this new beginning I’ve been given with Traxx.

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