Break the Hunting Ground

Chapter Twenty Three

Since the moment Kylo walked out of his home on this one particular day, he had been feeling off. He was nervous, his stomach twisting and turning into knots that he couldn’t explain. The night before he hand spent the night in bed with his Omega, having sex out of her heat cycle and enjoying every moment. The heat sex was fun, it was high energy and always gave them both groundbreaking orgasms, but when the two of them made love when she wasn’t so sex crazed Kylo could say he enjoyed that so much more. Having her in her right mind was bliss, hearing her calm and relaxed moans of pleasure only fueled his libido even more. He loved his Omega both in and out of heat, but he loved her even more when the two of them could come together and love each other properly. 

She seemed normal when he left, sitting at his kitchen counter digging into her plate of toast, eggs, and bacon that she made for herself. She gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and even laughed when Kylo reminded her not to plan or execute any more escape attempts. Everything that morning had been fine, yet Kylo was still on edge. 

He remained hyper aware of his surroundings, making sure everything around him was in top shape. The panels on the walls were all put together, and the floor shined bright with every step. The Alphas around him were all calm and collected, and everything seemed to be perfectly normal. He simply could not shake this uneasy feeling. Something catastrophic must have been on his horizon. He knows the Force would never steer him wrong and he decides he can no longer take it. First he reaches out to Kora with the Force and checks on her. She’s still in his rooms politely and quietly going about her day, and Kylo tries not to worry about her. Then he checks on the more technical side of things. Fuel is up and is steady. The Resistance is well tracked and his team has even come up with a plan of attack. Everything seems to be fine, but Kylo still has an impending feeling of doom.

He carefully goes about his day, reaching out every few hours to his Omega and making sure she’s safe. Everything seemed to be going to plan, and just when Kylo feels like he can relax he notices a severe shift in the atmosphere around him. He feels dizzy all of the sudden, turns around and looks for what could have possibly caused such an insane feeling within him. He holds his arm out, reaches for Kora with the Force but finds that he can’t feel her right away. Before he allows his mind to race he reasons with himself that he’s on a much further part of the base and probably is having a hard time feeling her. He does an immediate 180 degree turn and starts to head to his rooms, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to check on his Omega, but unfortunately he was stopped right in his tracks.

“Ren,” He hears a familiar voice sneer. Kylo grinds his teeth and resists the urge to turn. He feels a compelling urge to run and be with Kora, but he also knows he has to keep up appearances. If he were to run away Hux would be suspicious, and that was the last thing he wanted. Instead he once again turns, faces the man that smiles ever so diviantly at him. The uneasy feeling now tripled in severity, so much so that Kylo can’t even speak to Hux. He allows Hux to have the first word. “There’s been an emergency in the projection room. The Supreme Leader has been injured.” The phrase snaps Kylo back to attention like the snapping of a rubber band. Snoke was here? What would have brought Snoke from the Supremacy all the way to Star Killer?

“What’s happened? Why is the Supreme Leader here?” Kylo isn’t shy to question Hux, but he should have known he wasn’t going to get an answer out of him.

“No time to explain. Let’s go,” Was all Hux could say before walking away ever so slowly. Kylo can’t help but to stare at Hux suspiciously. There was no time to explain, but Hux was casually walking to the projection room as if nothing were amiss. The uneasy feeling looms over Kylo once again. Something was not right.