Page 6 of His to Protect
Chapter 3
Ka’el
“Take us back to Hellion,” I instruct the automatic pilot of the spacecraft. The vehicle begins its ascent and speeds northwest towards Hellion, the major city of Valkrya. The two females are in the back. They look so different from Valkryan females. Their skin is white and their bodies so fragile. The one with red hair, Jessica, is feistier. She threw a stone at me and almost hit me. I feel this strange connection, this powerful attraction that leaves me powerless in front of her. My kahuni flickers and vibrates in her presence. It's like it has chosen her as my mate. But how can it be possible? She is not my kind.
“I must report this to the Council,” Veekhal says and looks back at the two females. He’s a devoted supporter of the Council, hoping to secure himself a comfortable position. “For what we know, they might be enemies, spies of another race seeking to invade our planet.”
“Really, Veekhal! Look at them! They’re so weak. Do you really think they’re here to invade us?” I groan and pat his shoulder.
“Ka’el, we’re under the command of the Council. We have to report their presence on the planet.”
“This will get them killed. They’ll lock them up and put them through tests in the lab.”
“Ka’el, do you like this female? I saw your kahuni flicker in the presence of the one with red hair.” Veekhal glances at the redhead, then turns his head, facing me again. “She’s too weak for our kind and so different. How can you possibly find her attractive? Her skin is white, and she lacks the ridges. Valkryan females are much stronger and bulkier. What’s to like about this bag of bones? The Council won’t allow it. If you mated this alien female, your offspring would be hybrids.”
“Aren’t we already hybrids, Veekhal? Have you learned anything about our history? Thousands of years ago, in the age of the great virus that left all females infertile, our ancestors brought hundreds, if not thousands of specimens of an alien race from an underdeveloped planet. The males were made slaves, and the females were mated with Valkryan males. That’s how our race survived.” I bring out a hologram which exemplifies the birth of our current race. Veekhal stares at the hologram in total disgust.
“You’re insane! We’re not hybrids,” he says as he closes the hologram. “We’ll land at the Council’s location. We must hand the females over.”
“I’m your commander and I forbid you,” I order Veekhal. “You must obey my orders under all circumstances. Is that clear?”
“Clear,” Veekhal says in an angry voice. He clenches his fists and grits his teeth as he looks at me with cold eyes.
I glance back at the redhead female. She glances out of the window, watching the bareness of the land as the spacecraft flies over. Valkrya is a bare planet with few vegetation and life forms. The other one looks scared. She continuously rubs her hands, her eyes looking in all directions.
My heart pounds rapidly in my chest as I gaze upon this female, Jessica. Her presence is like a magnet, drawing me closer. “My kahuni can’t be wrong,” I think to myself. Valkryans are endowed with akahuni,a symbiotic organism that regulates our body temperature and allows us to have telepathic and telekinetic abilities. At birth, each Valkryan newborn receives the kahuni. They insert it through the nose of the child and it migrates up. It’s visible as a flickering light in the forehead. The kahuni also helps us choose a mate. It flickers strongly when in the presence of the chosen one. And mine flickers constantly in the presence of Jessica.
“We are approaching Hellion,” the computer says. “We will reach the destination shortly.”
My breath quickens as the spacecraft approaches Hellion. I am worried about the fate of the females, especially the redhead one. I don’t care about the other, but I couldn’t bear the thought of someone harming Jessica.
“Computer, head toward the city library,” I instruct the automatic pilot.
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Veekhal and Anil’ha get off first and I wait for the females to descend. The spacecraft has landed at the city library. It’s the biggest building and the most important one. It contains information about the history of our race and our technology. “It’s OK. You’re safe,” I close my eyes and try to reach Jessica’s mind. Her smile is proof she’s received my message. I take her hand and help her get off the vehicle. The other female is right behind us.
“Ka’el, this can’t be. You’re betraying the Council. You have to tell them what we found,” Veekhal groans. He appears restless, his nostrils flaring as his eyes stare at me with anger and disdain.
“I am your superior, Veekhal. My rank is higher than yours and you must obey.”
Veekhal grits his teeth harder and draws his weapon. I am faster and a better warrior than he is so I activate the magnetic field around me and the females. The sonic wave is blocked by the magnetic field and the redhead is safe. I am more worried about her right now. Her body is so feeble that his weapon can instantly kill her. In a blink of an eye, I draw my weapon and hit Veekhal before he has any chance to activate any magnetic field. He drops unconscious on the ground. Not knowing what to do, Anil’ha grabs Emma, holding the weapon to her head.
“Hand over the other female or I’ll fry her brains out,” he threatens me. He moves backward, his left arm holding the female, while his other one points the weapon at Emma’s temple. Our weapons are powerful and with a press of a button, the female would drop dead. Valkryans are tougher. The sonic wave does not kill us. Veekhal should be able to recover in a short time.
Jessica goes behind me, covering her face with her hands. She breathes quickly and her body shivers, partly from the extreme cold of the planet and partly from being terrified.
“Don’t hurt her, Anil’ha. You’re better than this. Put the weapon down,” I growl.
“Surrender the female to me and I’ll let her live,” he shouts.
I amble toward the spacecraft, Jessica behind me. I point my weapon at Anil’ha and he knows I can knock him down faster than he can. I press the controlling device on my belt and the top of the spacecraft opens up. I push Jessica up the platform and inside the craft. “Prepare for takeoff,” I instruct the autopilot as I get inside.
“What are you doing Ka’el?” Anil’ha shouts in a commanding voice. “The Council will have you executed for this. You’re betraying your own kind for an alien female.”
The redhead female seems agitated. She cries and speaks in her language, but I can’t understand a word she’s saying. Tears run down her cheeks as she gazes at her friend below us. The spacecraft hovers a few meters above before activating all the engines. “Full speed,” I order the computer. The ship gains full speed when I hear a loud explosion. The spacecraft shatters and I realize Anil’ha has shot us with the sonic weapon.
One engine is down, but our flying vehicles can continue the flight for some time with one engine. It’s risky, but I’ll take this risk. Landing now would mean surrendering Jessica to the Council and I can’t do that.
“Shall I proceed with the landing operation?” the computer asks. “Continue at full speed,” I give my orders. We have to get away to safety as soon as possible. I am sorry about the other female, but I cannot bear the thought of losing Jessica. She has this power over me that makes me desire her so much. Her skin is so soft, her eyes having so much depth and warmth. Valkryan females have such cold eyes. In fact, Valkryans have learned to shut emotions down. They teach us from an early age that feelings and emotions make us weak. When we choose a mate, the relationship is purely sexual and for procreation. And Valkryan males DO enjoy mating. The redhead’s smell is so arousing and enticing. I feel an uncontrollable urge to mate this female, my cock hardening inside my pants. I refrain myself, but it takes a lot of willpower and concentration. My kahuni can’t be mistaken. It has chosen her as my mate and I have to do whatever it takes to protect her.
“Computer, head toward the ancient city of Ashlan.” Ashlan is an abandoned city, the remnant of our ancestors’ civilization. It’s been uninhabited for a long time, since the invasion of the Zhaxani.
