All Chapters of Mated To The Alpha Alien: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ZIONs POV…Three Days Later…As I stand in the middle of the flight deck, going over the coordinates of where the Scourages ship was last seen docking. I swear I can hear Miyas' voice in my head. My mate is screaming. She sobs with terror.Wails with torment.Fuck…I need it to stop.It won't stop! It's crippling, almost paralysing to listen to as it takes over my senses and overrides my entire body. Agony, despair, and misery sweep over me.I collapse to my knees. My left knee hits the hard surface first, then my right as I cover my ears with my hands. Leaning forward, my forehead rests upon the cold surface, and just when I believe I can't take it any longer…An overwhelming scense of terror, confusion, and shock slams into my large body like the rough waves of our rivers crashing into dunes. “Zion!” Sylvans' voice booms across the deck, matching the sound of his combat boots pounding against the surface as he reaches my side. “What is it, brother of my mate?” He whispers with c

ZIONs POV…Walking through the corridor of my craft. I make my way to meet with Sylvan for a mind-blocking sparring session.“Zion…” Miyas' sweet voice fills my head.I come to a standstill, bracing myself against the corridor wall with my hands placed above my head and my chin touching my chest. “I'm here, bonetta.” I mutter hoarsely as I squeeze my eyes shut.Her voice is full of panic, and it causes my throat to close up. “I'm sorry…” She whimpers. “Please, please don't give up on me...” Clenching my hands into tight balls of fury, “never!!” I growl fiercely. “Hang tight, bonetta. We are coming!” I hiss, and I slam my hand into the wall, causing it to crack around my fist. I take a moment to gather my composure before I straighten my posture and run my trembling fingers through my hair.“Brother,” I mind link with Jaja. “Please tell me you have their location?” I exhale slowly through my nostrils.My twin-hearts thump harshly in my chest, threatening to tear through the layers of

ZIONs POV…EARLIER…As I watch Tyber working his magic on the Scourages craft entry, manipulating the code to their security system with his mind. I steel my nerves, twirling my wide-bladed daggers between my fingers. I look over my shoulder, my eyes drinking in the faces of my warriors who have joined me in the battle to recover Nova, Miya, and our abducted females. Their remarkable bravery, unwavering honor, and indomitable courage will surely be acknowledged. For their sacrifice will forever be recorded in the chronicles of Mahji. Some of these brave and courageous warriors will return, walking back on the craft with me. Regrettably, the others will be coming back in body bags, which deeply saddens me, as I know this will be their final battle.Their last crusade. A fight to the death.It is only right that I face these spirited warriors and say something encouraging as their Alpha King.I turn, tapping my blades together, and in response, my warriors do the same with their weapo

ZIONs POV…I shake my head, clearing the blinding spots prancing in my vision. Maddox is a slimy fighter, and I should have known better than to align myself with him. He is attempting to buy himself extra time to heal.Seeing him in my skin makes me furious, and it tastes hellish bitter to look at him, donning my face. Especially when he has my special gift, sizzling through his loins. I will make him pay for everything. The trauma he has bestowed upon me and my siblings. The suffering and misery he has etched into the roots of my peoples' twin hearts. “NO…!!” Nova screams at the top of her lungs, which has my head snapping upward.Sylvan rushes towards us, throwing his body in front of me. My twin-hearts cease, “Sylvan, NO!!” I roar, lurching forward to catch him as he lets out a grunt, swaying side to side with his hand resting on the dagger. I collapse alongside him, gently laying him on the cold surface and slapping his cheek as he begins to close his eyes, losing consciousnes

ZIONs POV…“It's finally good to see that the Alpha King has returned to us safely and with the other half of his soul at his side.” The Light Oracle, Lagertha, sings with joy as we stroll through the garden of wisdom. “It is a victorious time indeed to be alive. A momentous that will be remembered for many earla years to come.”I bite my tongue, unwilling to inform her that our mission's success came at a high cost. We lost at least two dozen warriors, and a grandiose burial does not do justice to the contributions and sacrifices they made for our species.Nothing will ever be adequate. The war is over, but the heartache and sorrow will live on for eternity in those they have left behind.“It does feel good to be back.” I state firmly. “Being able to return home with our promise fulfilled is quite an accomplishment.” I reply with my hands clasped behind my back. “I feel like I can breathe easier, and the air somehow tastes cleaner. I also hope the human females will find some solace