Selective Breeding | EDITING

Part 46

Ruma sat leaned over the edge of her bed at the end of the day. With the weight of everything going on breaking her down.

She heard the door to the bathroom. Open.

"Where is Deon?" Ratok asked as he came out in nothing more than a tank and her underwear.

Ruma shrugged.

"I am here." Deon walked in from the hallway. Looking as is he just started to feel better from being sick.

Deon walked up to Ruma, "You look stressed."

Ruma nodded yes.

Ratok crawled onto the bed rocking it a bit. Ruma turned to join him. He laid down in his usual spot, and Ruma laid her head in Ratoks lap, and then reached her hand up to call Deon too her.

Deon crawled over to her, resting his head in her lap. Ruma smiled and relaxed as she stroked Deons hair, while Ratok rubbed circles into the base of her skull.

They stayed there the rest of the night sleeping, snuggled tight into each other.

The next morning Ruma had all three of them up early as that is when Bvelpio wanted to meet Deon and Ratok officially as her Maeger Brude.

"Why are they wanting to meet me?" Deon asked.

Ratok answered, "Your her brude, the one your meeting is one of the fanatics they have followed Ruma's species since she was with Geildeto."

Deon nodded, "Should I stay quiet?"

"Extremely," Ratok responded.

Ruma came up to check on how they looked. For once she was in a longer sleeve and longer pant style.

Deon grabbed her and gave her a kiss, Ratok behind her stealing his next.

"I think we are ready, and don't worry my little succubus. I will keep your brude male safe while we are out." Ratok said, stroking her neck.

Ruma smiled, giving him another kiss than locked arms with Deon to keep him near and they walked together up to Vassenhilo's.

Ruma notices quite alot of people running about.

"I am going to send a message to the team, I don't trust people running about," Ratok said. Tapping into his arm band.

Ruma nodded. Leaning her head on Deon. Who gave her a kiss on her forehead.

They walked up the stairs and went into the mansion. Ruma guided them over to the dinning room, if one could call it that. They all sat down, while they waited for Vassenhilo and Bvelpio.

"I have a bad feeling," Ratok said, as he looked at the hairs on his arms stand up.

Ruma leaned over to look, "Are you feeling alright?" She asked, stroking his arm to help calm him.

"I feel fine, just on edge."

She nodded.

It wasn't long until the two aliens walked in.

"Ah! There they are." Bvelpio said and walked over to the trio watching them closely.

Behing them Meski walked in and sat down near Vassenhilo. Ruma grabbed Ratoks and Deons hands for emotional support. After her interaction with her Daughter yesterday. She didn't know if she could handle another one so soon.

While she was focused on her child, Bvelpio was looking over Deon and Ratok.

"I am curious how these two will do with breeding. I do so want to see and offspring of both." He said excitedly and went and sat down.

"I am not sure how a breeding between the brude and her will be" Vassenhilo said, almost looking dagger at Deon. Causing the male to move in closer to Ruma.

Bvelpio clapped his hands, "Yes so now on to-"

All the lights flickered out.

Ruma looked around gripping into her Males hands harder.

"What is going on!" Vassenhilo raged as he went on.

Ratok pulled Ruma in. "I think this is the bad feeling."

She nodded in the dark even though the couldn't see.

A small red light appeared. Ratok saw and grabbed Ruma and Deon and threw them to the ground as several rounds of gunshots fired off.

Ruma and Deon both screamed as they covered their heads. When the shots were done.

"What the hell Vassenhilo." Bvelpio said.

Ruma looked around her eyes starting to adjust to the low light. She scanned the room as it filled with the smell of blood.

"Meski," she choked out a cry. As she saw the limp body of her daughter dropped over the chair she was in.

"Everyone to my computer room. It is a safe haven there." Vassenhilo shuffled everyone out, and they rushed in, Ratok closed the door behind them.

"We are under attack."