why me

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My breath catches in my chest, my hand goes slack, and my tablet almost falls to the ground. One sent me a report that megan and a human named Amy were holding a mech male hostage in a space craft on the way to earth. I could see on my tablet there current location. Not far but they were moving rapidly. The longer he waited, the harder it would be to catch up.
"My prince" an office said
"What is it" I growled out
"The queen is ready to see you" He said
Just his damned luck. He was stuck in a meeting he could not get out of. The dot on his tablet kept moving, standing there watching his mate escape, he worried for her safety. What was that mech male thinking letting two small females take him hostage. He should easily be able to subdue them without harming them. Ailign pinched the bridge of  his nose in frustration.
"Damn it!" I yell and throw my tablet to the ground, shattering it to peices.
"My prince?" The officer said a look a fear washing over his face, before it quickly revert back to the emotionless one of all the soldiers.
"Show me the way" I command.
The queen was in her palace on the mech home planet. Ailign would have to fly to reach her in one of the shuttle ships. He cursed this meeting for wasting his time, his instincts roaring at him to protect his mate.
"Are we almost there?" I angrily ask the pilot.
"Yes my prince. Only a few more minutes" the pilot responds.
The rolling hills of my home planet come into view, there spikes nearly as tall as the palace in the distance. A white ornate building, it housed thousands of mech, peasant and nobles alike. One of my least favorite places in the entire galaxy. It wasn't that I had an unpleasant childhood, I was showered with attention and purpose from a very young age. It was the suffocating atmosphere, the upstanding propriety, the eyes watching you at all times. Out in the world with freedom at my back was where I belonged.
"Son" my mother greets me 
"Mother" I greet back, kneeling on one knee and lowering my head to her. She was sitting on her throne, the very image of power in her golden armor. The high ceilings curving ornately around her, a catacomb of white, framing her high backed throne.
"I have come to talk to you about the complaints for the new laws regarding the humans." I say
"Yes yes I am aware of the reason you've come before me. You will be pleased to hear that I have arranged a meeting with the council. I have told them about your preposed revisions of the laws. While there you may make your case in person before us and we will consider your words." Vora says
Then why the fuck am I hear now. I could be out there on my way to my mate.
"With all due respect my queen you are the one who has approved these laws. Surely you can take them out of legislation." I say
Her face takes on a distant look, peering off onto the side, her arms still firmly planted on the arm rests of her throne.
"I can" She says "but I will not risk angering the elders." She says
"Then you anger an eigth of our men! These numbers can not be ignored." I say
"Not all the mated males are angry with the new laws. I have seen the reports, astronomical they may be they are not all the males." She says
"I'm sure there will be more." I say
"And you will make your case for them at the trial. And you will squash any uproar we have in the meantime. Now I am done speaking about this." She says
"There is one more thing I want to talk about" I aay
"Ow" her attention goes back to me.
"I request leave until the ball. I need to be with my mate." I say
"Approved" She said with the wave of a hand. "Spend as much time with her as you need before impregnating her" She gets up from her throne and makes her way to my still kneeling form, running a hand across my shoulders.
"Now stay for the rest of the day. I miss you my son." She says
I didn't have time. My face contort to a scowl, but I hide my displeasure from her.
"Mother I must respectfully decline." I say
"You can not decline me." She responds
And with that I was dismissed until later in the day.
"Get me a tablet" I bark at one of the guards. He quickly runs off, his frame disappearing in the distance I make my way to my rooms. Down the familiar walkway nostalgia hits me. How long had it been sense I had been in the palace? I would soon be returning again for the ball, if I ever retrieved my mate. Fuck! I sprawled out on the silky sheets of my bed, feeling the comfort of the plush cushions. This was the bed I was expected to mate with Megan in after the ball. Id she excepted me. The canopy bed groaned from under my weight as I say up from the sound of my doors opening.
"My prince" the officer said as he handed me my tablet.
I took it gladly and started scrolling back through my personal log, watching the little dot travel father and farther away. Roge was the name of the mate of this amy human. The very officer roge I had choosen as Megan's guard previously. I immediatly sent him an order. Yes two of us should be a sufficient number to retrieving them. This would be a covert mission to retrieve our mates.
I sent a report to roge and laid back down. Megan would be here in this bed with me in less then two weeks. I'd make sure of it.