Worthy Of A Yautja

Chapter 7:

***Reneta's Pov***

Opening my eyes, I was still in Blood-Moon's arms. I could hear his calm, steady breaths. He was still asleep. I softly smiled and sat up. Damn, I thought. My body ached and there were dark bruises along my arms, my boobs, my chest, my waist and even on my inner thighs where my, you know, my lady part was. Last night was definitely a wild ride for sure. 

Slowly I slipped out of the bed and headed into the bathroom where I turned on the showers and sat there allowing the hot water to run along my head and back. The water felt so good against my cold skin. But when I ran the soap over my arms, I winced from the pain. Jeez really, I thought continuing to use the soap and having to stop every few spots because of the pain. I really got it good this time, didn't I?

"Did I do that to you?" I jerked up head up to see Blood-Moon standing there. He looked shocked as his eyes scanned my body looking at all the bruises that riddled it. 

"Blood-Moon," I said shocked to see him standing there. The way that he looked at me, was awful. I could tell that it was killing him to know that he was the one who did this to me. I stood and quickly grabbed his arm to keep him from leaving. 

He growled and hissed to my touch. I slowly let him go. "DO NOT TOUCH ME", he barked turning just enough to see me. "I DON'T WANT YOU TOUCHING ME." 

It felt like my heart was going to shatter. "Why," I sobbed folding my arms across my chest. 

"Because I hurt you," he said coldly, but lower and not a full on yell. "Until I am punished for my actions. I don't want you to touch me." He didn't say anything else, nor did he wait for me to say anything. He just walked out of the bathroom and out of the quarters leaving me just standing there naked and sobbing.

***Blood-Moon***

I left her just standing in the bathroom naked and sobbing. I just couldn't bring myself to comfort her in the way I wanted to. I just knew that last night was going to be mistake and still I gave in to my desires of lust and wanting her. I KNEW BETTER, yelled at myself slamming my hand against the hallway wall. 

I felt rage against myself for hurting her in such way. I was roaring and screaming out in anger. Everyone moved out of my way as I walked through the hallways and found myself at my father's quarters. 

"Father," I yelled banging on the door. "Father are you in?" 

The door flew open and my father stood there with a pissed off look on his face. "Yes I am! Now what do you want at a time like this!"

Getting down on one knee and lowering my head in respect. "I wish to call for a punishment trial, father," I said with a deep regret of what had happened in my voice. I could see that my father shifted his weight in front of me. 

"A Punishment Trial? What for my son?" 

"Yes," I said with a nod of my head. "I have caused harm to my ooman, my mate, and wish to go in front of you and everyone in a punishment trial." Again my father shifted in front of me. Was he just going to stand there and not say something. I just told him that I hurt my ooman, my mate. Something like that doesn't go unpunished. My father knew of this all to well. Even for him, our leader and elder aboard this ship, had taken one of the ooman females as his.