Dark Star ❈ Dark Nine Universe Bk2 ❈

Chapter 50 ••.•Mars•.••[Part 2]

••.•Mars•.•• [Part 2]

Diana's POV

– 27th Breeding Term–

Ninth Squad are allowed to visit all of the remainder of the term, but Mars stays away.

I blamed Wolf-Rayet.

The irony is that it's not Wolf-Rayet that caused the separation, but rather, it was all Mars' idea.

It was Mars and his special secret. I never asked anyone about it, I just knew via instinct.

And Alpha Centauri confirms it, as he arrived at the birth of Demi, a girl with green skin, black eyes and a mock of black hair. She's so similar to Mars, already serious and watching me with a furrowed brow, her chubby fists clenched tight in worry.

"A little thinker," I whisper, kissing her forehead, "What are you thinking about, Demi?"

"Probably how to be like her perfect mother, maybe she's trying to camoflague," Alpha Centauri drawls, very happy today. But also stoic.

Neptune is ordered by Estori to go – with a look alone.

I cuddle Demi one last time and then Neptune gently takes her, annoyed by Alpha Cenaturi's smug demeanour.

Now it's just me and Estori.

"Am I crazy or..." I lift a sheet in my fist, clenching it against my chest, "...do you know what he's planning?" I whisper, hoping the question isn't overheard by any spying bosses or masters. I just have a strong as fuck feeling that Alpha Cenaturi is here because even as a 'baby' Elion Master, he'll sense spies or at least, ward them off with his eyes on me.

"Mars has been very busy, Lyra, Malestrom, Diasphora, Ephereum, Entrpy, they've been helping, campaigning with him actually," Alpha Centauri winks, "I know what he's been doing."

"Oh? And?" I ask, knowing he won't spoil it if Mars is to reveal it soon, "Wait, you said campaigning? Like –"

"An Empress," Alpha Cenaturi drawls, giving me a hint, "Isn't untouchable with Elions... but there is a kind of human we can't touch, sweety."

That's all he says.

And my brow ticks.

The Estori doesn't have to fight the urge to close the distance, he holds to honour.

He doesn't interrupt Mars' final term.

Alpha Centauri simply Stealths and backs out seconds before Mars walks in. They even bump fists.

Damn. They're friendly now?

Mars is dressed in a black suit, his hair in a stylish bun – his green eyes finally have a twinkle in them.

"Lyra is screaming right now," Mars laughs, grinning, "She wanted a baby sister. From me, of course," I laugh at how smug he is about it. I stand up and walk to him, and Mars doesn't let me walk past him. He just snags both my forearms then runs his hands to my wrists and my fingers – holding my hands, looking at my nails, "I love you," Mars purrs, full of confidence.

"Yeah... I know," I smirk, "...I love you too –"

Mars shakes his head, "Empress. I'm not going to fuck you here. We're leaving this place."

"I had a feeling," I shrug a shoulder, then I ask the big scary question, "What's the plan, Mars?"

"The human in you... and the drive in me... I don't want to share you. Well, I do, with your three loyal squads of Kor Kind," Mars smirks, "I don't mind that part... but I don't like sharing you with all Elions," he brushes his thumb along my chin, "I'm going to keep you safe."