Drekkan

DREKKAN

J ade is beautiful. When I heard her distress, I was ready to kill for her, and while I don’t quite understand why she was upset, she seems to be recovered.

I can therefore allow the Velvero to complete her work and provide my mate with everything she deserves. I never expected the mayor to pay for what Jade needs—I have more than enough credits to do so—I just wanted to see how far I could push him.

How much he wanted the nevving celebrations to be a success. Turns out, he wants it quite a lot.

Qrow watches me with interest as I pace outside the shop. I insisted he keep the door open so if Jade needs me I can be in there within a seccari.

“You actually like the human?” he asks after a while.

“Human?”

“Jade. She’s a human.”

I growl to myself, the collar buzzing slightly against my skin. I should know what my mate is. I should not have Qrow telling me.

“She came with Sarkarnii?” I reach for him, grabbing hold of his clothing and pulling him against me. Qrow doesn’t bat an eyelid. He keeps grinning. “When were you going to tell me?”

The collar doesn’t make a sound.

“I thought you knew and were avoiding them,” Qrow says.

“I’ve been trying to fix my ship for three nova-years in order to find other Sarkarnii, especially after I lost…” The collar whines, and I drop Qrow to the ground. “I needed to know.”

“Why not ask Jade if she can contact them for you? They could come back,” Qrow suggests from his prone position.

It’s a pretty good suggestion, but I ignore him. My scales are itching so badly, I know my shed is near, and I still don’t have an aquium to assist. The thought of my last shed is enough to make me shudder. It was more than painful without access to a body of water.

And if I can’t shift either? I’m in for a very uncomfortable few turns, and not just because of the pulsar bolt injury to my leg which burns at me constantly.

“I can’t ask my mate for anything,” I say.

“I think you can,” Qrow replies. “After what you did for her.”

I have him in a vice-like grip again, his face pressed almost to mine.

“If you tell her, I will kill you and eat you, Qrow. No, I’ll eat you and kill you,” I add with a smile. “That way I get to see the look on your face as you are devoured.”

“I won’t tell her anything,” Qrow squeaks. “I haven’t told her anything.”

“Told who what?” Jade’s voice has me dropping Qrow like he is a Bogarok youngling.

She is on the threshold of the Velvero’s shop and wearing a dress which clings to her every curve. It is red, the color of my scales and flame, with darts of gold running through. The neckline gathers enough I can get a glimpse of the dip between her breasts, and her delicious stomach, rounded with young is visible too. She wears a jacket made from the softest hide, in a dark gray, which looks warm and comfortable.

“You’re drooling,” Qrow whispers to me.

I immediately shut my jaw. “Told you I am to accompany you to your new dwelling, beautiful,” I say smoothly.

Jade narrows her eyes. “You know about that?”

“I know everything.”

“Perhaps you can explain it to me, then.” She sighs and runs her hand over her stomach.

My nevving cock very nearly punches its way out of my pants.

“Are you done here?” I ask, strolling over to her and running my hand gently over the jacket.

It already smells of her, and I always want to be able to scent my Jade.

“Yes, I got the job!” Jade says with a smile.

Her eyes sparkle with life, and as much as I don’t want her to work, if it brings her this much joy, then I will make sure she has the best job on the entire planetoid.

“I start tomorrow,” she adds.

“Plenty of time for you to get settled in,” Qrow says.

I put my hand on his face and push him away.

“If you would like to come with me.” I offer her my arm. When she takes it, my skin is on fire at her touch.

My hips flip, and I growl at Qrow’s grinning face as we exit the square and walk along a main thoroughfare in the direction of Jade’s new home. It’s positioned in the perfect spot where she will get the best of the main sunlight.

The mayor has picked the ideal place for my mate. I couldn’t have chosen better myself, and I wish I had. I want it to be as stunning as she is. At least I was allowed to see it before she did, to make some last-minute tweaks and choices I think she’ll like.

I might have only known my Jade for a few turns, but already it seems like I’ve known her forever.

“How did you end up on Kitchik?” Jade asks as we walk toward the large dwelling, square rather than the round ones the other inhabitants prefer, with an entrance flanked by columns.

“I crashed.” I usher her towards the building. “And I’ve been trying to fix my ship ever since.”

“You don’t want to stay?”

I look down at her as we walk to the door which opens noiselessly at her DNA signature. She is so perfect, I could almost forget I’m stuck here.

“I was never meant to be here, so I never meant to stay,” I reply.