by Beth Wright
what it might be. Sensing what I was trying to do, seems to have put it into a more aggressive state now. Its growl deepens and grows louder while I continue to stand and watch. I sense other eyes watching me, turning around I come face to face with another cell mate. Being startled as I was, I jump and gasp in surprise. Wow, the last time I was in a cell I only had Vultar as a cellmate. Stepping slowly backwards I watch as others appear from the darkest area of our cell. There is now twelve in all standing before me. They are each different in many ways.
One of the males steps closer to me as I continue my retreat backwards. My steps are abruptly stopped by the hard, cold, steel bars now holding me in place. All eyes are on me and are not turning away. I soon hear the one across from our cell growling louder as my cellmate continues his slow steps to me.
He stops within a foot of me. I look up to see his bright green eyes looking down at me. He slowly looks past me towards the one growling. His eyes start to glow as he sends a deep, terrifying growl back at the other. This male is so much taller than any other I have met on this world, he looks to be around eight feet tall. His muscle build is much larger than any of my mates. Long black and green hair flows down his body and stops at his waist. I hear him sigh slightly as he brings his eyes back to look upon me. Bright sea-green eyes with five lines going in different directions throughout them, it feels as if he is looking deep into my very soul. I watch as his arm starts to move towards me. He stops his hand within inches from my cheek and softly says something. Looking away from his hand I look up into his wild exotic eyes once more. He speaks again this time much softer than the before. His voice is deep but not a bad kind of deep, especially when he is speaking softly. I feel something brush my left hand, looking down I find a tail there wrapping gently around my hand.
“He wishes to know if you fear him?” the beautiful female finally says as I feel her hand gently grasp my right hand. “Are you afraid of us, Little One?” I look up into her glowing blue eyes.
My heart is racing as the others start to come closer. Without warning I feel a little nudge from my daughter within my womb. I still cannot believe after only two months of being pregnant I can feel her. At some point and time I took my hands away from theirs and now they are lying protectively over my daughter as I feel her move again.
“We are not your enemy, Little One.” My eyes jump back to hers as I feel her hand brush my loose strands of hair back from my face. Her eyes flow down to my hands as she continues to speak, “We will not harm your young one.” I let my gaze drift back to the one in front of me, who is now standing even closer. Which, by the way, I did not think he could get closer than what he was. I freeze as his hand moves towards my face once again. This time I have my eyes locked onto his. His expression softens as his hand gently glides through my hair. He lets the long black strands glide slowly out of his hand. Then looks behind me once more, I listen and soon realize the growling has intensified. He himself growls and hisses some foreign words to the other one across the walkway. While his attention is on the other one I decide to try my best to figure out what he is. He has a tail, wait, he has six long, thin tails. His skin is a green blackish color. As he steps beside me, he is still talking and growling at the other. I come to notice he has big, green-blackish bat like wings. His feet are more like dragon claws then feet but his body resembles a human males. Other than the fact he is about eight feet tall.
A high pitch squealing sound brings me to my knees as I try to keep my ears covered. My one female cellmate is now holding her hands over my ears as well. Amazingly her hands seem to be blocking out all it. I honestly thought my ear drums were about to burst for a minute there. Her face is now inches away from mine as I hear her thoughts enter mine.
Sorry, Little One, I did not know they would be sending them down.
Her eyes start to glow brighter as I feel her hands slowly drift away. She seems to be focused on something behind me. Most likely the one across from us again. A lot of irritated hisses come from directly behind me. I slowly turn to find myself staring at a female with bright gold eyes. She cocks her head sideways as her eyes look towards my cellmates. Doing the same as her I find myself frightened by all of their now maddened expressions. Talk about mood swings, one minute they were all so mellow, now they look like they want blood. Her hiss brings me back to her, she reaches through the bars and grabs my wrist. With a forceful motion she pulls me hard against the bars, my chest is now in agonizing pain as she starts to twist my arm. Arms reach around me and grab hers pulling her arm into our cell. I feel the pain ease up as the one female cellmate pulls her hand off of my wrist. She cries out in pain as the male beside me pulls her into the bars. Her cry increases as another joins in and digs his claws into her arm. The feeling of nausea builds as blood starts to flow down her arm to the floor. The female holding me says something in another language to the two males, they both look down at me and slowly remove their hands from the screaming woman. I watch as she cowers back from the cell bars to the center of the walkway were more females like her are sitting, staring at us. All of them hiss and screech out words as they see my eyes turn in their direction.
From behind them I see an arm emerge from the cell. It grabs one of them by the hair and pulls the female into the bars with a horrifying thud. The claw releases her hair and lets her body drop to the ground. Horrified I try to close my eyes, but find myself stunned too much to do so. I watch in horror once again as another is brought to the cell bars and this time, not slammed against the bars but held against them. She screams, hisses and kicks as a long dragon like tail comes out through the bars and wraps around her waist. My breathe catches as I see it squeeze her to death. Her screams stop and her body goes limp. Blood trickles out of her mouth and down her body. The claw releases her hair letting her fall forward. The tail draws further away from the bars almost like it wants me to see everything. It proceeds to bring the dead body closer towards me. I scream as I feel a tail wrap around my arm. Turning, suddenly I notice the one male standing silently beside me. His eyes seem to be questioning me, but I have no idea what to say. I don't want to be here, I want Vultar so badly, I need him. No, I need all of them to save me from this hell. The dead body is now within four feet from my cell. I try to fix my thoughts onto anything other than what is going on now. But in horror I feel hands grip my shoulders. I jump as they squeeze my shoulders lightly. Turning I find the same male, his eyes are still confused. What is so confusing? You guys do not care that there is a dead body outside of our cell? It doesn't bother you that the one in the cell across from us is a killer? What is so hard to understand?
“Little One,” She lightly strokes my arm as I turn to face her. “If he did not kill them,” She pauses as the other females start to hiss and growl as she continues, “They would have killed you.”
I stumble backwards I start to grab for the bars to steady myself when I feel her arms slide around my waist. She steadies me and continues to hold onto me as tears start to escape my eyes. Why were they going to kill me? What did I do to them?
She hugs me closer to her. I feel her hand gliding through my hair as I hear another deep growl. It's him again, does he hate me. Wait, why would he kill them, to keep me safe, if he hated me. That makes no sense at all.
“He does not hate you, Setiana.” Her whisper soothes my fear as her hand continues to stroke my hair. “He is mad at us.” Shocked by her words I instantly look up and notice her smiling down at me. She laughs softly, “It is only normal for a Tellianar male to become jealous, especially when another male is touching his mate.”
Another male is touching his mate. “I know that. I have four Tellianar mates already.” I moan softly, “Did you just say I have another, Tellianar?”
Her soft laughter makes me giggle slightly as she sits down on the ground and pulls me down with her. I am use to sitting on my mate's laps, but sitting on another females lap, that is something I am not use to. Oh. My. God. He is jealous of another male touching his m
ate. She is the only one touching me, his growls are still very clear. He is now pacing back and forth in his cell, I hear his every movement. I feel his eyes upon me again, as I slowly come to realize something very important. “You’re a male?” My question comes out faster than I could think of it. She smiles down at me and nods her head yes. “No way.” She smiles and laughs softly as I turn fully around to look her over. “You are most definitely a female, not a male. I have four male mates, you do not look anything like them.” Her grin shows she still believes she is a male. “Come on now. What kind of joke is that?”
Her head tilts slightly then she looks towards my supposedly new Tellianar mate and says, “Then why would he be so upset with me touching you?”
I jerk backwards a little and her eyes are upon me once more. “Maybe he's delusional too.” I finally state as I hear his growls deepen as the others in our cell find their way over to us. They are all smiling at me as if they know the joke already. I turn my attention back to her