Dark Nine ❈ Dark Nine Universe Bk1 ❈

Chapter Twenty

Alpha Centauri's POV

Location: Stealthing within Kor Prison on Dark Ninth

"Secure all perimeters thrice, then we return, I want no more breaches," Mars had quickly sent his squad on a security check, leaving their Empress vulnerable for a few minutes.

I knew how to use stealth, within small moments of time where I would have that opportunity to change and twist fates.

It was always the timing that changed fate.

Our new Galatic Queen Diana is left by her lonesome.

Imagine that, a King not meeting his Queen. What a farce.

I now have 60 seconds before the Ninth Squad detect an anomaly in their energy fields.

It's all I need to take my fill of her and make a quick assessment.

I am within the connected bathing space, watching the female move from the bed, suddenly turning to look right at me.

I don't expect her gaze to rest on me while I'm stealthing, but surely it's a coincidence, it happened sometimes.

Her turquoise eyes appear to run over me as she walks quickly for the bathroom, stickiness between her legs, running down her thighs, to her knees – all the way to her ankles. What a whore.

I step back silently, willing myself not to smell her, as Diana walks right through where I just stood.

She chooses to stand in front of the floor to ceiling length mirror to check herself over.

She runs fingers over her neck, where they've been biting her.

I feel my stomach turn, being so close to a female like this and keeping out of her way.

I only ever came this close to kill – not to watch.

Yet within our small window of time, looking at her from the shadows... I think of my dead mate. The only woman I ever loved.

My Orlai. She was timid. Sixty thousand years ago I introduced her as Fey to all the others, showed off her pregnant belly with pride, she was the only female I ever met that could handle me... who had brought a rare softness out in me. She was human. She never abused my venom, never even asked for it, just wanted to hold my hand and be next to me.

But she never had our baby.

One day she was there and then she wasn't.

She...

I grip my staff a little harder... Orlai took her own life.

I don't know why and I still don't.

After that day which I'll never forget, I went on a violent spree, I blamed it on her commands, I told my star brothers and every Kor alive that I ate her after she gave birth prematurely. It was all a theatrical lie to protect my pride.

Because I didn't want to be seen as weak, that I couldn't protect her, that I wasn't enough for her–

Human females were the bane of my existence, they had too much Kor emotion – Terra was a fool making their species so similar to us.

Fey were the approved mates by our fathers. They had the ability to fight us. It was better to have equals in menace – not timid, fragile, empathetic little worriers.

Human emotions were... ridiculous. Only men could handle them. Women? They died of heart break and emotion. How weak they were. I'd always despise their weakness.