I never really wondered about a lot. Like the future or the past, it was something far away to think about. Maybe I should think about it, seeing the current situation I was in. But all I could think about was earth, and doing that made me sad again.

So I didn't, less sadness meant less problems. And less change of falling into a depression again. I wondered if these predator had mental illnesses, they should have. Probably not as extreme as with her kind. They were practically raised with violence. It was their instinct pretty much.

I could tell by the way Mej'inde cut it's prey up. It was done with precision and care. He had done it many times. Of course he has.

Now I'm wondering what his age is.

"Mej'inde?"

Said predator looked up on hearing his name.

"How old are you?"

For a moment he didn't do anything his mandibles opened and closed as if he was gonna say something but decided not to. He even pulled a brow up, if you could call it that way. They had strange eyebrows, it was like spikes sticking out.

"You know age? I'm 24, and you?" I pointed at him.

"236."

Wait what? I was dumbfounded. Was he joking? He still had the serious look on his face, I guessed not. Damn they got old.

"That's quite the age."

"Reach 1000. Still young."

They could reach 1000? Wow that was amazing. And probably sad in some kind of way. Wouldn't you get sick of life itself? Where did that thought come from? Damn.. I was thinking to far again, I should settle down in the here and now.

"Do you have family?"

"Had a mate with pups. They died."

Oh no.. that must be terrible.

"What happened?" I wasn't sure if he would tell me or not. One way to find out.

Mej'inde sighed deeply before sitting down, he was still troubled by it. Even though it hadn't been that fresh, it happened years ago. "Honored yautja attacked mate, was pregnant of twins." he said.

I held a hand before my mouth in shock. More and more sympathy is what I felt for him. No wonder that he left them, they were monsters!

"What are we gonna do about the ship?" I asked.

"Have to get back. Cause a war to them." he said.

Two people going to war with tons of honored ones? Yeah that didn't do the trick at all. It was a suicide mission. Mej'inde seemed determined though. He wanted to get his ship back, no matter what. I could see it in his eyes. Even if he needed to massacre a few of those supposed to be honored ones.

But even he knew it wouldn't be that easy. He had to take care of himself and the ooman female.

He'd come to like the female. She appeared strong though was weak. It didn't matter to him, he promised to protect her with his life. And he will.


I often wondered what I was supposed to do if I ever got stuck on this planet. Or what would happen to me. I had hope. It was scary and yet interesting at the same time. Will I need to train like him? Follow his way of living? Or will I end up being captured and used as a slave? Or maybe worse, death.

I grabbed my head in irritation. God I didn't wanna think of it at all. I wanted peace and silence, not this madness. Everything will be alright, it has to be.

The days came by pretty slow, they were also quite boring. I either cleaned, or made food. While he was out to hunt or to patrol around the borders. To make sure there weren't any of those honored coming by.

Today Mej'inde came back pretty early. He as growling something at the hound before dropping his weapons on the table. Something I did not like.

"Can you not?" I said.

Immediately his green eyes flashed to my brown ones. He seemed annoyed by my response on it.

"My home." he said.

It sounded like a warning.

"Well I live here now to. We have to respect each other."

He didn't like it at all that I kept talking and barked some strange words at me.

"Ok big arrogant dude, how about you make food yourself then." I said and dropped the kettle on the table as well. It made a long boink noise.

Mej'inde roared... loudly.

I was sure if we had neighbours they would hear it.

He advanced towards me, I cowered in fear and stepped back hitting the counter. I put my hands up in defense, he grabbed my wrists and shook me once.

"I control, not female." he snapped at me

Talk about dominance control. He was like a wild animal. I was terrified!

"Ok.. ok.. you get to be the boss." I said, pulling my head back when he came a bit too close for my liking.

He surprised me by tickling the side of my neck with his mandibles. He made some strange sniffing noise, as if he was checking me out? One of his hands let go of my wrist, it captured my chin instead. He pulled my face to his, a deep purring emitted from his chest. I was still frozen in place, but a bit more calm now.

"You are safe," he said.

Safe as in what? Being dominated by him? Is that how things will be from now on?

"I don't like this." I said.

He snickered and used his hand that held my wrist to pull me closer, flush against him. What was going on? Thousands questions were racing through my head. He sniffed me even more, by rubbing his mandibles through my hair.

"Pure."

What did he mean by that? Pure?

"What?"

"Heat, you."

Was I to warm? Was that the problem?

He surprised me by tracing his talons over my lower belly.

Dread set into me, I realized what he meant. I was in heat!