Perhaps the hardest lesson of all is that your love may not be accept by those around you.
Love is Blindness by U2
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In my great plan there was one thing I did not take into account, one crucial moment that could define everything and I was blind to it. I hadn't taken into account that I would have to make a announcement to the clanship, like a proper yautja female would, to inform them of my pregnancy.
Not only was I nauseas but not now incredibly anxious.
"I do not care what they have to say," He said with fervor as he held me, his cheek pressed against my flat belly as if to listen to the pup, straining to hear it.
"What if I become a pariah?" It was a fear that I could no longer associate with other females on the clanship.
"This was what I warned you of….I do not care." He answered softly as he picked me up and carried me to bed, after a anti nausea shot I was feeling better, setting me on his lap. "Will I look at you any different?"
I looked down at my lap.
"Will I?" He repeated, tilting my chin up so I had to look into his emerald eyes.
"No…but they might." I mumbled and he smoothed my hair over my shoulder, nuzzling my shoulder, licking the bite mark he had bestowed upon my those years ago during our first mating.
"I do not care."
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The announcement was brief and with very little detail regarding my situation, he didn't want too many to take notice outside my relatively small circle of peers. But the response back was faster than I had anticipated. Far faster.
I read the many personal comments to the announcement, think of it as like a large message board that anyone who had the status could comment on.
Whore.
Freak.
Pup will be an abomination.
Disgusting.
Slut.
Vile.
Dishonorable to breed.
Die.
DIE.
I was horrified.
Is that what they thought, the males and females who I had spoken with over the years? Was that what they thought of me? Of my…kind…interbreeding with the might yautja species?
Tears filled my eyes as I turned from the screen on his cockpit and started to walk out when he caught my wrist. He stared at the comments with curiosity, they went on and on until he pulled me onto his lap once more. One comment stood out.
I am proud, little sister.
That made my heart sing. Sister Dhruv did not think that what I had done disgusting or dishonorable, such a statement brought tears to my eyes. I broke down and I cried while sitting astride his lap, his hand gently moving in small circles around my back.
"Why do you cry?"
Yautja could not cry, rather they didn't, it was a sign of a pup and weakness, a very human trait that I expressed. I could explain over and over to him that there are many reasons to cry from pain to sorrow to joy. These were tears of joy and I smiled up at him.
"Because I am happy."
"Happy." He repeated as he touched my teary face and he looked perplexed. "These things that those fuckers say….they have no meaning, my flower."
I giggled, rubbing at my wet face. "I love it when you talk dirty."
He laughed my whole body shaking from the force of it. "Will remember that."
I leaned my head against his massive pec and I licked my lips. "Will you still want me when I am fat?"
"Not fat. Strong with pup, as pup grows and changes so do you." He put a hand over my belly and he hummed softly, clicking. "Never fat."
"When I am scared, will you be there?"
"You doubt, I am offended," He chuffed and shifted me so my ass was right over his other thigh so he had me bridal style almost.
"I will be scared, Xian, I will need you to protect me from myself."
"I will protect. Always." He put a fist over his heart, swearing it before looping his arms around me. Picking me up with ease it was time for bed I supposed as I squirmed a little.
"I can still walk, mighty warrior," But I smiled as he laid me on the bed and stretched out next to me, his hand over my belly and he chirped.
"You are delicate, star flower, my delicate treasure," I blushed at his words as he stroked over my belly button to my navel. "If only you knew.