Surviving Against the Odds

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It suddenly dawns on me the quite, the stillness around me. I turn to look at the humans behind me, most are looking terrified, some fascinated, some are on the ground either hurt or passed out, a couple humans including the Director how equal parts terror and fascination on there faces.

I take a deep breath "Holly is the Tribryde, she is equal parts Human, Thrain and Draconian. She is Heir to both people and both fleets are coming" I say as diplomatically as I can.

It takes a few seconds for them to register what I said, Thomas looks as me and says "She will still be our representative choice, she has lived as a human all her life and I feel she understands us deeper then those who have been trained as diplomats. Will she stay in this form?" he asks hesitate at the end.

"No, once her full shift is completed and she calms, she will shift back. Right now all she is, is instincts to protect and thats what she is doing" I say, leaving out that I can feel all that she does until she learns to block me out.

"We have another problem, the council is convening to decide if humans are to be declared breeding slaves. My mother is...." I never got to finish as a soldier runs to the Director panicked "Sir, hundreds of ships have dropped out of hyper space and are currently surroundings our system. There are at lest 2 different fleets" the male rushes out.

"That would be the Thrain and Draconians, you should inform them where to land" I say on a sigh. This is going to not go over well. The Director nods and the male rushes off. "Let's head to the bay, they will be here soon." I say.

I really hate when I'm right, minutes later both the Thrain High Commander and one of my fathers walks off one of the fleets battle shuttles. Standing at 6'7" his sharp eyes take in every person and every inch of the space until his blue/green eyes land on me.

"Offspring" he greets me in a voice that sounds like he has eaten rocks for 530 years. "High Commander " I greet respectfully as we clasp forearms.

Before I or anyone can say a word the Draconians war cruiser lands and to my utter shock the Fire Draconians King disembarks in full shift looking like he is seconds away from massacring every living being in this bay. My second shock is that the High Battle Commander is also fully shifted and heading for the hallway that leads to the medical wing. For a second I don't think he is going to stop, his 10 foot shifted form will not fit through the door or down that hall. He shifts back to his human form faster then I have ever seen happen. He is still as tall as I at 6'7" and isn't stopping, I take off after him, not caring about what's going on behind me. Kells Drakon is incoming, move the humans out of his way I don't think he will care about killing them right now. I send down my bond as I run. I make it just in time to hear his roar and see his scales ripple under his skin. "DRAKON DO NOT SHIFT!!!! I yell the command hoping to stop this disaster before it hits a nuclear level.

"SHE IS MINE, THEY HURT HER, SHE IS IN PAIN, SHE REAKS OF TERROR " he roars at me and everyone.

"I know, I feel her too. She is protecting her cub and Bonded, Look at her Drakon. Take in the magnificent mate we have" I say in a calm tone. Thrain are intense with our mates and the only reason I haven't lost my s**t, yet is because I've watched her, I feel her and I know she is the most dangerous creature in all the worlds.

Draconians however, are a whole different kind of crazy with their mates. To the point they need to be heavily sedated and restrained during the birthing process. Males will go into a protective frenzy and have killed thousands before when a mate has been hurt or killed. Most Draconians never come back from the Feral kill after losing their mate.

Drakon turns and looks at her, scales still rippling, claws and fangs still out but the growling stops. I watch as he takes her in, takes in every unique and beautiful detail. When his head suddenly snaps towards me "Our mate"? he growls at me.

"Yes ours" I confirm. Grunting at me he turns back to our mates who hasn't moved since I last saw her sides her one tail that seems to deliberately be dragging the sharp tip her spike across the floor. Almost like a threat to everyone around.

Males.... You can not be this stupid. My bonded will have her hands will with you. Move closer to her, touch her, comfort her. Stupids. I hear Kitties voice and watch Drakon jerk, eyes widen and move, he doesn't bother seeing if I'm coming or not. He drops to his knees about 5 feet from Holly, his claws now gone and makes a growloar in his chest, the call to a mate. He slowly moves towards her, his hands where she can see them both until he is close enough to reach for her paw, he waits. dosen't move, I'm not sure he is still breathing to be honest.