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“Don’t feel too bad for him though,” Tharkur said.
One of Tharkur’s black arms slid around my shoulder as the warrior who’d gagged me stepped back. One of his white hands came at me from the other side, reaching across my golden abs. It grabbed firm hold of my cock.
There was nothing whatsoever erotic about Tharkur grasping my cock. He held it up, flaccid, like it was a specimen he was examining. With his white body, he made a show of really looking it up and down. He flicked at my balls a few times. “It certainly looks unremarkable.”
The stadium laughed. I growled through the gag.
“But this cock,” he said, “is thefirstInseminatorcock that has been in a human woman. Kaav has taken that honor for himself, even before his scion has laid eyes on the women of this world.”
Tharkur didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. He didn’t understand that none of that shit mattered anymore. I needed to tell him.
The silence that had fallen when he mentioned my lost body was slowly replaced by bubbling chatter and jittery movement through the crowd. They probably hated me for getting to fuck before all of them—which was most definitely a scion’s right—but more than that they wanted to know what it had been like to finally satisfy the breeding urge. Their scion was now touching the only thing on this packship that had ever been inside of a human pussy. Well, other than my fingers. And tongue, and—
“Kaav!” Tharkur said, raising his obsidian dagger clutched in his ivory-white fingers.
Soon that ceremonial steel was pressed up against my neck. There was a sharp pressure, and then blood was trickling down my throat. He’d pressed in just enough to draw blood, but even a slight increase in pressure would spill more blood than I could likely survive. The blade was right on an artery.
The white body held me like that, with the blade on my neck, while the black body met my eyes.
I met my scion’s gaze without blinking. When he lunged forward, I didn’t stir. I stared him down, eyes-to-eyes.
He smirked at me.
I waited for him to remove the gag or cut my throat. After a brief hesitation, he removed the gag.
“Why, Kaav,” he said, “did you take what is mine to take?”
I inhaled, and from the way I could hear a faint vibration in my throat echo out across the stadium, I realized he’d amplified my voice. I was able to speak freely to the whole pack. If I said the wrong thing, he’d likely kill me, but I also wouldn’t give up this chance to get the most critical piece of information across.
First, I’d answer his question, just in case he’d decided in advance to cut my throat the moment I said anything off-topic.
“You may kill me,” I said, “it’s well within your rights as scion, as my crimes against you were truly grave. I say with certainty, however, that if you do kill me, the moment a female from Eden makes your cocks stir, Scion, you’ll understand that no Khetar who found himself in my position could possibly have resisted the breeding urge.”
I grinned wide, and looked out across the audience as I said the last sentence. I was telling them—promising them—that Eden was worth it. That it was unlike anything they could imagine.
Now, before Tharkur cut the mic or my throat, I delivered the most important line, which would set into motion my path back to Weapons Sojourner and my family. “The Hive Mind will not be coming back!” I shouted it loud, with a stone-cold certainty etched on my face. I let the words echo throughout the stadium, off the marble colonnades and through the cum-soaked air and blood-soaked dirt. I watched as doubt crept across my pack, but I saw the whites of all their eyes as they looked up at the falling sky above them. They sensed I was right. They’d believe what I said next. “TheInseminatorwill die within weeks.AllKhetar packships will be gone within a month. As a decorated intelligence officer with a deep understanding of the situation, I urge my scion to bring us to the surface. If we can be the first pack to land, it will give us a huge edge in this new and uncertain universe.”
I waited again. Their eyes moved from the sky toward Tharkur, who still held the dagger on my throat. It wobbled ever so slightly. My scion was trembling. He wasafraid.
With the shaky dagger on my throat, clutched tightly in his snow-white hands, his black body stepped forward, until he was so close to me that I could see the golds of my eyes reflected in his pure black eyes.
“How can you know any of this?” the black voice asked in a hoarse whisper.
The bravado and showiness was gone. He was speaking to me Khetar to Khetar. I cleared my throat. He’d cut the mic, and only Tharkur would hear my answer.
I looked up at the sky, which was mostly just the black of space with some scattered blue patches. “Before the ship fails,” I said, “we need to make weapons that work without the Hive Mind. As soon as we equip everyInseminator,we sacrifice what is left of the ship to land on Eden.”
“You’d telling us to give up everything?” Tharkur asked. “Just like that?”
“No,” I said. “It doesn’t matter what we lose doing it. So long as we land on Eden with the weapons to hold it, we’ve gained everything. These women are all we need now, Scion. They’re all that matters. Eden is our future.”
And Weapons was mine.
