Pet | Kylo Ren x Reader | Precious Pet Series | Book 1

Crush Those Who Beg At Your Feet

You were admitted into the seventh level and shown to a small monotone conference room. The tension in the room was unmistakable and stifling. Hux was close and speaking quietly to his father at the opposite side of the table from you. Milling around--checking datapads, sipping caf, talking in low voices amongst themselves--were some ten other commanders of varying rank.

One of the commanders introduced herself as Captain Kuma and brought you up to speed. Neither of the assassins had given up their co-conspirators, but she said she didn't find that surprising. However, Commandant Hux was eager for answers. The way Kuma said it made you think that Brendol had no authority to dictate interrogation proceedings.

You turned to her and softly asked, "And what does Admiral Hux want?"

Kuma bowed her head and replied, "He wanted to keep you out of this, my lady."

You sighed--of course he did--and crossed your arms as you glanced across the room at the two Huxes. Hux was able to keep his cool while Brendol was getting increasingly red as the seconds ticked by. You thanked Kuma for her honesty and slowly made your way around the table.

"You summoned me, Admiral," you interrupted their private talk.

"Yes," Hux sourly said, and over your shoulder he ordered the room cleared. Within moments, the conference room held only you, Hux, and Brendol.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Hux started.

"No," Brendol contradicted. "I want answers."

You understood then that Brendol wanted you to interrogate the shooters. He wanted you to use your Force abilities. Though he didn't know that you didn't know what you were capable of. You didn't know where your talents stopped at this point.

"Father, answers will come in time."

"Everyone does have a breaking point," you commented.

"The longer those... Those animals stay silent, the more likely their friends will get away."

You had to concede the point to Brendol. The Order needed to move fast if there were to be any sort of retribution.

"But she is untrained in this matter," Hux stated. You didn't know how he knew that, though it was true. He might be hedging his bets.

"I don't care!" Brendol bellowed. "Someone tried to kill you, my boy, and I want them to pay!"

"Da," Hux murmured, his crisp accent going a little soft.

You looked down and away because the conversation was getting personal. The whole exchange was making you hurt somehow. It wasn't a pain you were used to. It was tight and hot and left you feeling utterly alone. Brendol shook you out of it by saying your name. You faced the commandant and his admiral with as neutral a face as you could manage.

Brendol had his huge paw of a hand at the back of Hux's pale neck. Hux looked defensive and wouldn't hold your gaze. You decided to keep your attention on Brendol and let Hux sort himself out.

"I want you to pull it out of them," Brendol demanded. "I don't care if you kill them in the process."

"No, we have developed serums for this very situation--"

Brendol cut his son off, "And where are they, huh? Not. Here."

"Lord Ren will be back before morning," Hux countered.

"But she's here now."

Hux turned to you and said, "You don't have to. I won't ask it of you."