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“Will that be enough?” I thought out loud, finding my voice. Why would King Sylve simply accept the technology and be okay with allowing the trill to remain in power with the Galactic Council?
Klemon spoke this time, “No, to regain their honor and trust in the council, a necia warrior will have to join the Galactic Authority by duel. A trill will have to claim responsibility for this crime, but you need not worry about that. It’s long overdue that the necia have been placed under trill leadership, instead of their own voice within the council. I have a plan in place once you help Tomquin with the cure.”
“Are Direl and me prisoners?” I finally asked what had been burning on my mind.
“No,” Klemon spoke resolutely. “We’ve already extracted a sample of your marrow, your blood, and tissue samples while you were still recovering from stasis. Your mate can confirm this as he healed from his own stasis quickly and refused to leave your side. You may leave if you don’t wish to speed up the process of preventing this war, but you must return directly to Earth if you will not complete your exchange terms. There is no way around this, as the treaty with Earth is fragile even with one human mated to a trill with sway on the council. He is only one trill, and many do not support his views, or his claiming of Rukdan with a human, though he is the reason we have the Human Exchange Trade today. “
“And Direl?” What would happen to him if I went back to Earth?
“Unfortunately, your mate would have to be returned to his duties with his tribe, he has no clearance to go to Earth, and he would not survive long with your atmosphere, his cells would degrade as the humans do, making him likely to become infertile and die well before a necia’s lifespan should. If he were not your mate, I would have already sent him to the Galactic Authority, as he is under strict protocols within the warfleets to patrole the galaxy. If he is here, it means there are sectors at risk of outlaw activity.
“You are safe to keep him as a mate under my care, but many do not approve of human mates due to fear we are wrong about the reasons your D.N.A. degrades so quickly. In the goddess tongue, Trillix, humans are called those who breathe death, and we only send communication holograms to deal directly on the planet.”
So, all I needed to do was tell them he was not my mate... and they would release him back to his tribe? I was free to return to Earth, but knowing I could do nothing but wait and pray they were successful in preventing a war? Either they were very good at knowing exactly how to manipulate me, or my instinct was right about aliens all along. Most didn’t wish anyone harm at all, and just like humans there were bad eggs in every species.
“You would need to find another necia to agree to being experimented on that already has a mate to test your cure...”
He wasn’t my mate... so they needed to find one anyways because it was unlikely he would imprint on me again if he was taking these meds. Direl already made it clear that even in rut he could resist me. He was tongue deep in my aching pussy and still refused to fuck me, using only what he needed to regulate his body and then stepping away with a cleared head, his rut under control. I should tell them right now that he lied about being my mate because he thought we could escape together. They couldn’t use us to test the treatment, but a lump formed in my throat, preventing me from saying a word.
The idea of him leaving made my mouth dry, and my lungs squeezed within my ribcage. It was the right thing to do, to let him go back to his life before all this, but…
Maybe, I could tell them in a couple days? When I felt more comfortable about being here, and I could say more confidently that I believed what Klemon and Tomquin were saying was true. That I was needed here, and not just some labrat.
Chapter sixteen
Direl
Wakingtoanemptyroom had my instincts on edge, searching for threats, and strategizing for escape. I felt the burn in my nostrils the moment the door triggered, the same sensation I got when shaking Sylve’s hand. Elder root concentrate triggered, and as I scratched behind my ear, my vision blurred. They were using the implant used for managing my rut on long journeys to dispense the extract, meaning they had access to implant protocols. I quickly rushed to the sanitation chamber and sprayed myself down, so I didn’t succumb to the sleep once more. When I emerged once more the viewing wall was opened from where there was once a reflection of myself, the only other exit from the room that I could find earlier.
It was obvious I was being funneled to the only other allowed location for residents of this facility. Walking through the opening, I came into a large outdoor space. The sky was only tempered by the glint of reflective glass commonly used on spaceships to view the darkness of the vacuum surrounding us. Even if I could fly, there was no breaking through that dome. They were built to withstand the pressure of space.
“You’re new,” a translation echoed in my ear, so whatever species spoke it was not of the Cial or Trillix tongue.
I grunted and lowered my gaze to what appeared to be an Earthling male. Keeping my epul under control was becoming more difficult, but I did not wish to frighten him from communicating with me, and the elder root still calmed my instincts. “Are you here voluntarily?” I asked him.
“I extended my contract with the exchange, if that’s what you’re asking? Everything is paid for here, and most of the time they just select different species to hang out with me to see what I’ll do. There’s been a few weird calls, but I’m allowed to leave with a protection detail and explore Trillume more often than I was ever given a vacation on Earth.”
“They treat you well, that is good. What did they do on your first waking upon arrival?” I had to know what they may be doing with Riley, and if she would be okay, or if she would return.
The human male yawned and stretched before responding, “They showed me around the place, offered me a job of my choosing. I’m not much of a science type, so I chose to be more of a guide to help others acclimate and be assured they will be treated well. So, I am proof you will be treated well here. And oh, yah, you are welcome to leave at any time, but you will be transported directly back to wherever your home planet is. Only those that serve the institute for a certain amount of time are given citizenship to stay on Trillume. If I were you, I’d stick it out for a few cycles to make sure you actually want to leave.
“I know,” he continued with a sigh, “I’m supposed to tell you all this great stuff about how you’re helping science and the future of many generations to come, but they usually choose people that are incentivized to be here. So, if you’re here it means they have reason to believe they have something you value that makes staying worthwhile to you. I’d stay just to figure out what that is, if you don’t know already.”
The human shrugged and waved his hand around the well-maintained outdoor conservatory. He was right, I already knew what they had to incentivize me, my mate.
“This place is regulated from the plants, the insects, to the animals. Yah, the whole thing is it’s own ecosystem. You could hunt and forage like some of the species that live here, and it shouldn’t be a problem since they monitor everything and expect that sort of thing. Some even live in the trees instead of going back to their temporary homes. I stay away from the more aggressive ones, they can be territorial, but it’s such a large space that I haven’t actually found the end of it yet.”
“No one has found the end of the dome?”
His brows lifted in contemplation. “I guess I never really asked anyone about it, except in casual conversation about how big it was. But I didn’t have to. One time, I saw a map for a moment, and the facility with the rooms you just came from is just a small dot in the mass of this place. They just said that it was important that they simulate as much freedom as possible to monitor things with as little interference as they can. We are free to leave at any time, but if they can’t monitor us then they can’t gain more insights for science. But this place is larger than a city on Earth… I don’t know the scale of the map I saw, but it’s almost like this place might be as big as Japan.”
“Gahpawn?” I repeated the strange word, and he simply shook his head and smiled. Another place on Earth, I assumed, and moved to more important issues, “You said you leave the facility?”
“Yah, every few blue stars a shuttle comes by, and I can choose where I want to go.”
“So, you’ve seen the facility from the outside?”
“No, the shuttle doesn’t have windows.”
