Planet Serenthia

Chapter 10

After the girls have left, I was restless and all the energy I had stored from being in bed all day rushed around my body. It became an easy decision to leave my room and head to the gym, knowing that If I want to survive on this new planet I will have to be both mentally and physical strong.

The gym was empty not a single human or alien form in sight leaving me alone with the machines and my thoughts. I slipped of my thick jumper placing it over the treadmill arm before going for a long run, pushing my legs to go as fast as I can. I picture myself running through the fields at the back of my house, the summer breeze flying through my hair and the smell of lavender however my thoughts where snatched away from me in an instant as two figures walked into the room. I knew instantly who it was, even in his alien form his attitude and demeaner is so potent that I knew it was Targriss.

They had been told to keep in their human form for at least three months whilst we settled into our life on board the ship, he had made it 2 weeks.

I tried to ignore him as the two men started training lifting heavy weights above their heads and pushing their bodies to the maximum, but their grunting made it hard. The images of that morning when he killed Rynar raced through my brain, making my head feel dizzy and I had to slow down the treadmill to regain myself again. I felt his eyes shoot at me, burning into my skin as he analysed each piece of my body, before turning his attention back to the training. Giving up and leaving will make me look weak, like I am affected that he is here, I want to pretend that I never met this creature in my life.

I continued my workout despite the feeling of fire burning into my skin every five seconds, each time I knew that he was watching me. But it fuelled my fire making me push myself harder and lift heavier. By the end of the workout I had broken into a full sweat and my scent hovered around me like a thick cloud. The heat of my body is not decreasing fast enough and so using the bathroom sink I splashed my face with water cooling my extremities down immediately. I feel his presence before I even look up from the sink, that burning sensation tracing around my skin. I pat my face dry thinking about how I can leave the small room without having to speak to him, but looking up I realise that he is blocking my exit.

I refuse to the first person to speak and instead stand there, my eyes digging into his own like needles. Our bodies where close, to close for my liking but I refuse to back down, to show that he has won. "You still have the scent." He sates as I continue to not react, his eyes flicker with anger. "So you are choosing to disrespect me again." He states as he steps towards me and I instantly step back trying to create space between me and the angry creature.

"What are you going to do? Throw me back into that prison with Rynar's dead body?" I yell reacting even though I promised myself that I would not. With force he steps towards me pushing my body against the cold tiles of the bathroom wall, before wrapping his hands around my neck tightly.

"You humans really do know how to get under my skin." He snapped as I felt the pressure get stronger on my neck. "Perhaps if I kill a human, the king and queen will stop giving me mates." He states, I can barely breath the pressure becoming to much on my human neck. How many mates has he had before me? How many has he killed already?

The thoughts vanish as he resales me from his tight grip, letting my feet hit the floor once more, as I take a deep inhale of breath. "I am trying to protect you." He spits as I glare at him.

"In what way have you protected me! Killing Rynar was not protecting me! I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head because of you. I should be being protected from you!" I yell towards him.

"Because you knew so much about Rynar!" He sneers. "Did he tell you about his last mate." I look at him shocked. "No I didn't think so. And that is how naïve you are. Why else would a master not be paired with a mate." I could feel the tears threaten to spill but I refused to show my sadness. "He tied her to a post in the middle of the village and burn her alive on that wooden post so that everyone could watch. He held his son in his arms and forced him to watch his own mother dying." There was silence, I had nothing to say no words to defend myself, because everything that he was saying made sense.