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Chapter 2

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ZION's POV...

Mine.

Bonetta, Bonetta, Bonetta!!!! [Fated one.]

That's all that chants in my head the longer I stare at her and when her honey brown eyes collide with my gaze, I feel like the air has been knocked out of me.

She is beautiful.

So fucking gorgeous my fangs hurt as they want nothing more than to sink into the delicate skin on her neck.

'Mate....' My inner warrior roars. So pure, so beautiful and she is ours for the taking...

My twin hearts thump in my chest.

'Bind her to us, bathe her in our scent so every warrior on our ship will know who she belongs to.' The veins on my temples throb as I try to control my thoughts and gather my composure.

The more I stare at my tiny human mate, the desire to fall to my knees and serve her grows intense.

But I am a king.

I can not allow my warriors to witness the overwhelming weakness she bestows upon me.

I reach out to touch her and she stumbles back, her honey-brown eyes don't leave mine and the need to wrap her up in my arms and run to my cabin in the ship with her grows agonisingly stronger.

Every fibre in my large, powerful body wants to crush her to me and demand that she accept me.

A Kindred.

An Alien.

I am at war with my emotions.

"Not like this, brother. You are scaring her." Jaja steps beside me and reminds me to stand down. "This is not our home, she is not one of us and doesn't understand." He mutters in our mother tongue.

"She ran away, she doesn't want to mate with me and I will not accept her rejection." My body grows stiff with panic.

I am a fierce warrior.

A desirable Kindred to many and this fragile human, my mate, refuses to come to me.

The Gods have finally found a way to punish my 100-year-old ass.

All the laws that were laid out bare on the table many centuries ago through the treaty should now be void.

She broke the sacred union.

Not me.

Two of my soldier warriors step forward, causing her to take three steps back and the scent of fear wafts through the air.

I snap my head to the side, baring my growing fangs as I hiss at them. I know they weren't going to touch her unless they had a death wish to battle me in the grand arena once we return home.

There are only three, reasons why a Kindred enters the grand arena in combat form.

One, you have challenged another Kindred for their mate to take as your own.

Two, you have been sentenced to death and you must battle the Queen's finest warriors she chooses.

Three, you wish for an honourable death by taking your own life in front of a bloodthirsty audience.

"Please, I don't want to cause you any trouble." Her voice quivers as she wraps her arms around her trembling waist.  "I..I just want to go home." Her eyes disappear behind a wall of tears.

"It es nawt save for yhu to leef," I explain to her in the human language.

Her brows pinch together, "Did you just say 'It is not safe for me to leave?'" She asks sceptically.

"Yes."

She giggles causing my hearts to cease pumping.

"That was fresh." She shakes her head, "And I doubt it is safe for me to be here too, especially when.." She quickly closes her mouth and turns to walk away.

"We the kindred, serve to protect the female species. Unlike the human men on this planet." Jaja kneels before her, openly declaring his submission to my intended.

She stops in her tracks, slowly turning around to face us once again.

The other men follow, and her eyes bounce from each kindred with confusion evident on her face and as her eyes land on mine, she raises her brows as if to expect me to follow suit.

I smile under my mask, my body going rigid with wild desire invading every aching inch of my body.

"And what about you?" She says breathlessly, lowering her arms from her delectable body.

"I bow to no one," I say in a cocky tone that causes her brows to knit together.

"I thought you Kindred serve to protect us, women?"

I chuckle.

She is a fiery little thing.

I should tell her that I don't bow to my intended before the mating process. But I decide against it and have a feeling that she won't take my words lightly.

After all, she did run away from me this morning.

And the thought of chasing her, driving her delirious with need, irritation and desire sound more intriguing than trying to force her to love me.

"My name is Zion Mahji. I am a king, a warrior and I bow down to no one. Including the female species whom we serve to protect with our lives." I snarl, taking three steps forward and to my surprise, she doesn't retreat.

Instead, her honey-brown eyes harden as they gaze into my brilliant blue ones.

'Asshole' I hear her mutter under her breath and I am unfamiliar with the term as my translator has trouble trying to describe her choice of words.

"Unless you are willing to mate with me then I will gladly kneel in your presence as you will initially become my queen." I flick her a cheeky wink.

She giggles, "Me, mate with an Alien?" She sneers with outrageous animosity. "Gods no! You may not have four arms, but I can not see myself fucking a blue Alien and carrying your child." She shudders in front of me.

A deep low, vicious growl escapes my lips at her comment.

"There are plenty of females who will beg to differ with you. Many of my Kindred warriors have already been mated." I say in a cruel tone.

"Good for them." She crosses her arms in a defensive posture. "But I don't plan to ever let a Kindred fuck me."

'Not just any Kindred!' I growl internally with fierce jealousy.

I rip my mask off my face, violently running my hands through my midnight black hair with frustration. I raise my gaze, our eyes collide and she gasps with surprise.

"Yo..you're not blue or.. Or. Shit!!" She cries out as her eyes suddenly roll back into her head and faints before me.

I lurch forward, catching her and I pick her up in my arms. A sense of calmness washes over me as my eyes scan her beautiful face.

"I don't know how many times I need to remind you before you start to believe me brother." Jaja, mumbles as he approaches my side. "But you need to stop taking your mask off and making these.. weak females faint before you." He clicks his tongue and shakes his head with disapproval.

"The Gods surely want us to suffer don't they?" He exhales loudly. "There is no future for us with these humans." He abruptly turns around and storms back towards the building we are currently occupying.

A thunderous beat plays beneath his combat boots with every stride he takes that is full of anger and dissatisfaction, reflecting his emotions.

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