why me

13

I was lookin at a report on a mining site of a near by planet we had concurred previously when my mind drifted to Megan.

I was a newly mated male, like so many of my fellow men, but unlike most of then my mate hated me. It wasn't surprising looking at how different their culture was. I had killed the mech who was getting close to her, and then kidnapped her. In my culture it would have been seen as a great honor to have two males fight for a females mating rights. Not to mention i was their prince. But to my human it was a tragedy.

"Danm it" I say as I try to focus again, but my mind was shot with worry. I didn't want a situation where my mate felt scared of me. I imagined what it'd be like to be mated to my own kind right now, the gratitude and excitment on her face. But that wasn't my life, I had made a split second decision due to my impatience and surcomstances. The royal family was ready for offspring. With them almost being extinct ailign felt pressure to strengthen them with numbers. With an eigth the population now mated with humans he wasn't afraid of his offspring not being excepted by most.

"My prince" I hear an officer great me from behind. He was kneeling on one knee with his head lowered before me.

"What is it?" I ask a little frustrated at the interruption.

"There's been an uproar in the rebellion on planet norui. Riets have broken out in the camps." He reported.

I set down my tablet with my report flashing at me.

"Deploy more soldiers to the area immediately. I want a more detailed report in front of me immediatly. I'll decide on the final candidates." I say

"Sr. The queen reported that you would lead this expedition in person." He said nervously.

My face crumpled in frustration. All the newly mated males were exempt from ground work for the next year. I was the prince however, and work would never stop coming my way.

"Tell her I'll meet her personally in an hour for an update." I say

"Yes my prince." And the man begins to get up and make his way to my mother.

I wait a moment, and pick back up my tablet, scrolling through the new report. There were thirty camps of sevilians on this planet, with outbreaks of rebel forces at four of them. Only four. Surely the queen wouldn't want me to head such a small expedition personally, but I always had trouble understanding her motives. I continue to scroll, there technology was extremely lacking on this planet, I guessed it would only take me a couple weeks to push back the rebels with adequate men. I sigh. My head was pounding and I needed a rest. I needed... my mind drifted back to Megan laying on the bed with nothing but a shirt on. f**k ailign. Now wasn't the time, and that was an unwilling female. How sweet it would be to taste her if she was willing. To ravish her whole body and take my time with both our pleasures. I remeber the smell of her feramones after I mated her, the only scent and feeling that could get me hard. f**k. f**k. f**k.

All mech men could only perform with their mates. After the mating ritual their feramones became a catalyst to the other. "f**k" I say out loud. I continue my scroll, there was already one team selected by the queen, and a number of candidates for me to rifel through for the elite team. I would go to this planet and make quick work of it, then make my way back home.

It was time now to start heading to the queen to recieve my orders. I slowly begin to make my way down the brig. There would be no mercy from me in this mood. The rebel camps would feel my frustration.

I reach the door to the private wing of the royal family, larger then the rest. I hesitate a moment, going over the figures one more time and my recommendations for my private team before I enter. Yes I would choose one who was still young for our kind. He had potential and my mother would see that as well.

"Align" She greets me from the dias. I bow to her before I make my way to the front and kneel.

"My queen" I greet.

"You are to go to this planet of ours and show the strength of the mech people. I have choose you son specifically because I know you will male quick work of it." She says.

I wonder if thay was really the reason, we had a number of fine soldiers who could do thay job.

"Of course my queen" I answer. Then I rise and look my mother straight in the eyes.

"We are short on soldiers with so many newly mated and given a grace period. I want you to go in there quickly and mist them. Make a show of the power of the strongest of us." She said.

Missing was a volume term for breaking someone down on a cellular level. There bodies breaking down and flying off to the winds like mist. Most of our people could do a dozen at a time, but I could mist hundreds. My people had many abilities in our arsenal that made us superior. Was this really the reason she was sending me? She had been sending me to several outbreaks over the last few years, but I was newly mated.

"I am honored to uphold our people good name in battle." I respond.

"Please" She says "this is only a rebel case. I'm sure they'll be begging for mercy within a few days. There's little honor in that, but I appreciate your kind words." She motions for me to come closer. I follow her instructions, coming so close our bodies almost meet. She tilts her head up and whispers. "Now hurry home before your mates bed runs cold." She gives me a smirk. My hand runs over my face.

"I'd like to run over the list of my choosen candidates. I've already sent you the report." I simply responded

She chuckles. "I'll look at it now."