Abandoned and welcomed

Chapter 22

"Care to repeat that?" He snarled at the servant. "U-uhm. Your mate has been, taken.."

Lotor's world was falling apart. How could they? Those wretched humans. Now this was it, he knew he was going to kill them. He would kill them painfully and slowly.

Taking his Kittem was bad enough, but they even took him while he was in his heat??! He had to prioritise getting his baby back first, then he'd kill them.

"Guards!!"

The guards rushed in to the room where Lotor was in. "Prepare for an attack on Voltron immeadiently!"

"B-but, sir many of our people are still injured and-" Lotor shot him a look so cold, it could freeze up the sun. "Do you think, I care?"

"Now go and prepare for the Attack. Or else."

"Yes sir!" The guards ran like mice, running away from the fearsome cat. Lotor was angered and he'd do anything to get Keith back. Sacrificing a few dozen of his men was nothing.

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"Hnghh.. Lotor.."

"He's awake!" Shiro exclaimed,running to the boy. Keith's eyes slowly opened, only to see the same people whom caught and tortured him once.

"Hu-AAAA!! Get- get away from me!! Don't go near me!!" Keith was horrified. Where was Lotor?? What's going on?? He doesn't want this,he wants his Alpha to be back.

"Keith? It's me." Shiro said pointing at his face. "Your big brother?" Keith stared at him in disgust. Big brother? As if. It was just another trick from Voltron.

"W-what do you want from me?!" He spat out. Keith felt weaker and more scared than normal. He couldn't sense his Alpha's scent anywhere, only a light floral one.

It was definitely a scent, just not his Alpha's. He could never describe Lotor's scent properly, cause everytime he smelt it, his mind went blank and he's knees were weak.

He only knew it was comforting and warm.

"K-Keith? What are you talking about. I'm your brother. I just want you to be safe and sound?"

"Im not Keith.. Im not your brother, and I'm sure for a fact you don't want me to be safe and sound. For a person who hurt me you seem to talk alot."

Shiro's calm and happy eyes suddenly filled to the brim with guilt. So he was right. He did shoot him. He shot his own brother. Oh god, he was a monster.

"H-hey? Shiro? You okay buddy..?"

He didn't awnser. He was having yet another panic attack, tears stream down his eyes, and he was crawling on the floor.  Muttering begs.

"Please.. please forgive me.. Keith.. please"

He cried and cried. They all felt pity for him, even Keith himself did.

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Conan brought him to his room to rest. Claiming that he wasn't very much hurt, but definitely needed rest.

And the others continued to awnser his questions, and with each questions they asked, Keith felt his body getting weaker.

What was it? What's happening? And before he knew it, another heat wave had came to haunt him.

He started to break down and cry. The first time he had his Alpha to help him,the second time he touched himself, but now. He couldn't do any of them. And it hurt, it hurt so badly.

"What's going on?? Allura?! Help??"

"Oh no, I think I may know what's happening.."

"Then fix it or something?!!!"

"I can't!! He's going through his heat, and that's all I know!! My knowledge of Galran heats are scarce. I'll have to call for someone else."

"And who is that?"

"The blade if Marmora. Many if them are Galran, and should be able to help."

"But for now, keep him from heating up, please?"

"Yes princess! C'mon guys!"