Author Note: GRAPHIC MATTERIAL....DON'T BE ALL WIMPY, JUST ACCEPT MY WARNING.
Hearing a low buzzing sound, Shelby slowly felt her mind coming back. Adrenaline shot through her spine, her eyes popped open. She cringed at the bright light, coughing she tried to pull her arms towards her, only to feel the restraints holding her still.
Fear shot through her, her eyes frantically searched for anything that could free her. But there was nothing, but a rack in the corner that held what looked to be swords.
Gathering her emotions, she tried to still her fear. Who would have done this, her father had warned her about the alliance, but she hadn't had a run in with anyone who was representative. Maybe one of the rebel groups that hated the Keehan family. While thinking she didn't hear the doors slide open behind her.
She forced herself to stand, the restraints had enough give for that. She shuddered against the cold air, which brought to her attention that she was only in her panties.
"You are awake." A voice spoke from behind her.
She jerked around, her eyes narrowing on the man standing alone in the large room across from her. "You?! Are you the one who brought me here?!"
Ivan tilted his head, his eyes moving over her body, "Yes." His eyes met hers, still empty of any emotion, "I've decided that I would like to fight again."
"So, you think kidnapping me was the only way for us to fight?" Shelby, was afraid, but she couldn't help but be slightly amused by his antics. Shaking her head, she put out her hands,
"Well, since I'm here let's fight, but before that can you take these off and give me my file."
"No." Was his simple answer as he walked towards her, "We will fight, yes, but you will not be returning to the school, or talking to your...friends."
"I'm sorry?" Shelby knew her eyes were wide, and that slight warning in the back of her head was now going haywire. She dropped her arms, "I think you've mistaken something. I'm not someone who can just disappear. You have to let me go."
Before she knew it, he was in front of her. His hands were buried in her hair, her jerked her head back exposing her throat. Shelby refused to cower, she couldn't help but wince as he pulled tighten on her hair. She also couldn't help the fear she felt. Where was her Solaria?
He grinned, which Shelby felt wasn't a good thin, actually it bordered on scary-as-hell. "No, you are mistaken, everything, anything I want I get, and I've claimed you. So if I want to murder, fuck, or fight you. I can and will."
Shelby met his eyes, rage alighting them, "You can't claim me. I belong to Earth, we don't practice your customs, you psycho." She spat out through gritted teeth.
She cried out, when he jerked her head the other way, "Oh, but you do. If you read the papers you signed, you would know that any student of Tammis becomes temporarily under our laws for the year they are studying here."
Releasing her, he stepped back, pulling a black block from his coat pocket he pressed the button in the center. Her chains fell off, Shelby slowly rubbed her wrist.
Feeling the stirrings of her Solaria, she glared at him. She felt heat coursing through her body, and pure joy erupt in her head at the idea of breaking his neck for real this time.
"We will fight," He said removing his coat, and shirt, his body momentarily took Shelby's mind in another direction, but she quickly pushed those thoughts away.
Her instincts telling her if she didn't get out of here, and beat this fool to near death she would have a long and painful rode ahead of her.
Letting her Solaria come forward, she slowly found herself smiling. Her hands began to feel warm, "Yes lets."
Ivan watched asShelby started whistling while stretching, the rage and hate that had graced her features were gone and now she seemed almost happy.
It confused him, and he didn't like it. He knew she was of Trixian descent, and from that unknown sector, but since the Trixian has disappeared so long ago not much was known about them.
**
Veron was frantic as he and Smason ran all over the campus in search of Urianna. Her presence seemed to have been erased off campus. The dhea women had looked at them confused, stating that Uri had come down stairs and requested emergency leave for a week.
Veron stopped short, "This isn't right, there is something fishy here." He turned towards S
Smason, "We need to go to the Embassy now."
Smason nodded, they quickly gathered their things and left for the embassy.
Mathis placed his shaking hands on the desk, a half empty bottle of Scotch sat next to him. His tie was eschew and he winced as he sat down.
He nearly screamed when the door opened, allowing in the two students that had arrived with Uri.
His eyes watering his lowered his head, "I_I'm sorry, Please don't kill me!" He blubbered.
Veron and Smason shared a look, before Smason spoke up, his voice oddly soft. "What did you do?"
Mathis cowering rasing his head, "I-I had no choice, they threatened my family, a-and my w-wife is s-sick-urk!"
Mathis eyes widened when he found himself staring into the hard eyes if Smason. Smason's voice came out like silk, "What do you do? And who did you do it for?"
Mathis cringed as he felt the hand tighten around his throat, "I-ugh-I signed the papers giving claiming rights to Ivan Keehan!"
Smason eyes turned black, as he crushed Mathis wind pipe. Veron whistled from behind him, while Mathis had been bluburring he'd grabbed the man's file off the desk and was currently hacking into it. "Your dads not going to be happy you killed him."
Smason shrugged, "I feel remorse that his family was threatened, but he should have reported it, or died. Now our princess is in the hands of Keehan Royalty, this doesn't bode well for the treaty."
Veron nodded, he flipped through the hologram pages."It seems that he took her to an estate on their planet last night, the school database gave a transport card to him." Turning he stared at the dead body. "We will have to report this the question is, do we do it now, or later."
Smason mouth worked as he thought it over, "If we go now we can grab her, and return to earth and inform her father then." Turning away from the door he wondered aloud, "The only thing I'm worried about is whether Ivan Keehan took her as a means to learn about earth and push her supposed Viscount father to beg the Emperor to give the Keehan what they want, or-."
He left off, which drew Verons eyes, "Or what?"
Smason sighed, rubbing a hand on his face, "He wants her for the most basic reason, and that could be the most troubling thing to deal with.."
Veron nodded, "I've looked into the Keehan family. They weren't originally the biggest ruling family in the Dera Alliance, it was the Slaws, and the Slaws apparently were all slaughtered one night after their son hadn't been punished for raping a Keehan female."
Veron continued, as they left the now burning building, and got onto a seed headed to a space port.
"The Keehans took over, and started traveling the sectors and through war, and politics they brought to their side at least five sectors. The Keehan family mainly reside on the Asha planet, we are going to have to contact your father to get passes on to Asha. And our appearances are going to have to be changed again."
Smason nodded, pulling his file out. "I will alert him, we have to hurry, if what I've heard is true about Keehan males, I understand now why Urianna Solaria went hay wire."
Veron gave him a curious, "And the reason is?"
Smason tossed an amused look, "Hah, I beat the supposed genius," He stopped laughing when he saw the annoyed look on Veron's face, "Okay, okay Keehan males are said to be the most domineering, alpha males in the entire space soup. They are naturals at warfare, and trade in death. You could they are like wolves. On the other hand, Trixian are like Lions, or Tigers, we are more suave."
Verin rolled his eyes, "Okay and-?"
"The 'and' is, that Urianna is half Trixian, what excites a Trixian submissive more than anything else." Smason asked.
Veron looked thoughtful, "Well, my mother always said that she liked how surprisingly dominant my father was. How one minute he'd be soft and malleable but the next he was hard, and-"
Veron stopped when he saw the look of disgust on Smason face. "What?"
Smason groaned, "Okay, it's somehow related to that. Keehan males have pheromone that makes it a little easier for them to control, their females. That pheromone would probably be like a grenade to a Trixian female, a dog that smells like catnip is surely to win himself a lioness."
"But didn't smell anything, when I walked passed some of those males earlier," Veron pointed out.
Smason nodded, "It's only released when they are excited, or fighting."
**
Shelby was currently straddling a keehan male, as she attempted to smash his skull against the ground. Her body hurt, and she had bruises and cuts on her legs.
Ivan raised his two arms, and jabbed her side, causing her to loosen her hold, crying out she jerked back. Quickly he took his chance, and flipped her over, bringing himself above her, her lifted his arm.
His eyes were almost glowing, the manic grin on his was frightening. He'd been punched, kicked his arm almost ripped from his socket. He'd even been stabbed, and he couldn't get enough of it. This excitement coursing through his body.
The defiant glare in her eyes, made him want to break her, but then he'd get more excited at the process then the result.
He raised his head, ready to pound her throat till she couldn't move. Only a certain look had crossed her face, it'd been only a moment but he'd seen the relief. He paused his mind working incredibly fast, she was okay with dying to get away from him. To end their fight, she was relieved
"What? Scared to finish it?" She said as she smirked at him, "If you not going to throw the finishing blow, can you get off?"
Something clicked, that he hadn't thought of if killing her would bring her relief he'd do something else. Something that she wouldn't be able to push away. He wouldn't let her regulate him to something to be relived from.
Dropping his arm, he balling his fist in her hair, he jerked her up smashing their lips together. Forcing some of the blood from his busted lip into her mouth using his tongue. He winced when she bit his tongue.
His eyes were open, as he watched his blood affect her. The Keehan male blood had a way of affecting others like an aphrodisiac when ingested.
He dropped her head, expecting her to merely to moan, he was surprised when her eyes lost their manic look and started to widen before she started struggling to get away him. She was frantic, pushing away from him, he released her, watching as she scrambled across the floor, and panted as she pressed her back to the wall. Her eyes staring at him frightened.
She was burning alive, her skin felt like needles were stabbing into it. Needles filled with lust, it was painful, and her center was almost leaking. She closed her eyes, her Solaria felt like it'd been ripped from her body then shoved back in.
She could feel his eyes on her, it was driving her crazy as his scent kept passing her nose. Blood and something like strawberries. His body she's had thought was like a work of art, now was like the tantalizing scratching post.
"
S-Shelby?" He took a step forward.
"DON'T!" She screamed, her hand was up, she was frantic, "Don't come closer, please.." she begged, her eyes watering.