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"I'll be there," Holden agreed, and I stared at them both.
"Am I missing something?" I asked.
"General Sou-el, here, said out of all the humans on Earth, you couldn't live without me, so he pushed for an exemption on my medical as long as it was overseen by Medic Cenkal, and that I was okay with the risks. I'm going to meet you on Necias Prime before you know it, with a regimented dosage of nanobots specific to my needs."
"How many mating gifts are you giving me?" I asked, my lip trembling with emotion I couldn't contain.
Sou-el preened with a devious grin while he replied, "Your happiness is mine, Pulsunne. There is no number to our mating gifts. I give them freely for the rest of our lives."
A pressure built behind my eyes, but I knew no tears would actually fall without reconnecting with my physical body. The ache in my chest settled in deep and I craved his touch to reaffirm the feelings I had for my mate after saying words that were now burned into my soul.
How could I ever begin to give him the same happiness that he gave me every day?
As if he could hear my self doubts he bent over and whispered into my hair, next to my ear, "Nothing I give will ever be enoughto express how much being claimed by you resonates in my hearts."
I blushed and realized everyone was watching us, but that didn't bother me anymore. I wanted them to know, the people in my life that meant the most to me, that I was happy. And that happiness wasn't because I had a mate, but because I found someone that didn't think it was any inconvenience to listen to me as I figured out who I was, and who I wanted to be in the future.
Laurel said Becky sent her messages about things, and that she'd use the hologram to come visit after. Her place was on Earth, for now, and she was happy. Holden would be treated by the best medic I knew, Cenkal, and eventually, I'd have my best friend with me again. When we were ready, Sou-el and I would visit Necias Prime for an official Rakture Ceremony among his tribe as witness, and I'd get to meet the Queen of Necias Prime, who was apparently a human!
Whatever the future held, we'd figure it out because I knew we'd listen to each other.
I squeezed his hand as my vision blurred from the connection to Earth ending, and my reconnection with my body on Trillume coming back into place.
"Your happiness is mine too," I used his words, because I couldn't think of a better expression for what he meant to me as well. "Pulsunne," I called him my heart song in his owntongue, just as my body pulsed with heat, reminding me that I was home.
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Chapter twenty-two
Commander Tensel
I'd kept my ship at the Trillume Port for longer than was proper, but the results of the study were paramount to our species. When Princess Klemon contacted about the virus Ganpan Fal and her studies about a cure within humans for our fertility crisis, this new information about a potential DNA marker suggesting ancient warriors hiding among Earthlings was pivotal to our survival as a species. I waseven willing to mate with one of the humans to give evidence of the claims being true.
The human was capable of a blood bond, how could I deny it?
She found her way to her chosen mate through obstacles that would be tough for even a trained tracker to follow. Were humans capable of a true fated bond? Was such a myth even possible?
I acquiesced to a blood bond and trace markers of necia DNA, but I was skeptical of a goddess given mate even for pure-blood warriors.
We were either compatible or not. Chosen or not.
There was no such thing as finding a mythical Pulsunne. I scoffed at such a notion as our hearts beating to a strange musical enchantment. It was simply a story our elders spoke about to give the gullible something to hope for.
Not being chosen by the human stung. I believed our time together would have been pleasant, I enjoyed the sound of her voice, but she was still a human, and there were plenty of compatible mates if I had a mind to be looking for one. There was plenty of time for such matters after more conclusive data could be gathered on humans with trace necia DNA. Renee was a single human that passed my challenge and now was part of my tribe, regardless of our mating status. It was hardly enough evidence, but it was something. And I had no desire to harm General Sou-el when he was exhibiting signs of rut. I hadexpected it, even goaded him to duel me. It was part of my plan to force him into challenging the human to prove the blood bond was possible.
My implant connected to the visual of the princess. Wearing the traditional royal robes of Trillume, she was finally taking on some of her responsibilities to her planet it seemed. Her green skin was lighter than her mothers and her eyes didn't hold the same cold detachment I'd seen in intergalactic news vids from the former queen.
"Commander Tensel," she addressed, "Small is her sight when focused on but one instead of many, but from one to all do I strive to serve."
"Princess Klemon," I bowed my head with my pinky finger pressed to my temple, as her own implant would show my form before her, and I wished her respect. "In many we rise," but I hadn't missed how she changed the traditional saying and added my own bit to show my support of change within the trill's customs, "it may take one rock to stir the ocean."
Her hologram image within my viewing implant smiled, but she kept her lips closed as their teeth were designed for shredding meat, and they were a polite sort of species. They liked to hide their predatory nature behind flowing robes, and disarming smiles. I was told by my new king that she was to be trusted, but I was of the solid opinion to trust… but verify.
"Did you give the antidote to the human?" Princess Klemon got straight to the point. I could respect her directness.
"I have selected a human," I replied with no remorse for my small rebellion against following her order exactly. She was not my future queen, she was a future queen of Trillume, and my planet now had our own rights returned to us. I was not her commander.
"I assume you will be keeping which subject was injected a secret until you can verify results personally," she said without any indication of being upset about my decision to comply, but in my own way. She appeared to have expected this turn events or didn't much care which human was injected to verify her theory that this new injection was a cure for the Ganpan Fal. I couldn't risk such a thing without having the specimen examined. According to Medic Valmeh, it was a blood sample. The only unusual thing about it was that it was both necia and human, which by deductive reasoning would mean that Princess Klemon wished for me to inject another human with blood from a human mated to a necia, or a possible rare necia-human hybrid.
What was so special about this blood? I couldn't risk running more tests, there wasn't enough sample to do so and then still have enough to inject another human for any changes to their own DNA. All I had confirmation of was that this human had the same marker present as the other subjects.
I finally answered Princess Klemon, "I'll be in touch with the results." Ending our transmission, I pulled up the file of Becky Grant of Earth. She was who Princess Klemon wished to injectthe antidote to, young and at the peak of human breeding, but her mother had two spawnlings without an antidote. Princess Klemon may have developed the Ganpan Fal to begin with, but she was not thinking clearly. This subject would not give us the desired confirmation of an antidotes' effectiveness. It was possible she would breed fine regardless of any efforts.
Jayden of Earth, the one human who signed up for the research program and missed her shuttle. All the contracts were secured, and under normal circumstances she was one human among many, and her absence would be discarded, but when I returned to Earth to drop off the finished contracts, I would find her, and she would fulfill her contract even if I had to capture her to do so.
