attacking his guards. Never before had he seen a woman fight with such agility and skill, and it was unheard of that one could best a man in battle, let alone any member of his warrior guard.
A strong urge took hold of him.
He had to see her again.
It would be the last time until after the challenge, he promised himself. A few sequences on the holoboard gave him access to the secure monitor feed of the alien woman’s room. Redressed in traditional Chezarian attire befitting a female and resting undisturbed on the bedja it was hard to believe she was the same creature he encountered on the ship. Watching her now touched his hearts in a way no other woman ever had. But that wasn’t all. A familiar need flared to life. His cock stirred beneath the constraints of his pants in interest. Remar ended the feed before he did something embarrassing while watching her sleep.
It had only taken seconds to trigger a response but experience taught him it would take much longer to bring his body back under control. He needed to be done with the claim challenge for more reasons than preventing chaos from breaking out in his sector. Even before her arrival the woman had pitted him against his body’s responses and he had a feeling it would only get worse if he did not have her soon.
Remar switched to a secure communication screen on his viewer and did the one thing he’d put off for too long. He did not wait for a greeting.
“Open a line to the other sectors and advise I am prepared to speak about the alien ship.”
The connection was made without delay. As he suspected there was no posturing from the other leaders. They were all eager to hear what was discovered and quickly accepted his request.
Holo images of each leader appeared around his workstation.
“It sure has taken you long enough Remar.” The angry greeting came easily from Keltar of sector three. There was no love lost between the two and Remar knew he would only ever receive veiled hostility from the other High Commander. The other leader had proven on more than one occasion to be all growl and no action.
“What information do you have for us Remar?” Voren the leader of sector four and distant relative of his asked in his overly calm demeanor.
“An alien vessel was discovered orbiting Chezar above sector two at sunrise this morn,” Remar provided.
“At which point all Watch Towers should have been notified,” Keltar added hotly.
“Perhaps there is a malfunction with your towers Keltar, the vessel was easily identified by our technicians. If you would like for us to provide tower support for your sector in the future please transmit your scanner and communication codes.”
“We do not require assistance from you Remar. My towers are in perfect condition.”
“Then they should have noticed the craft as well, the vessel used no manner of concealment. Now if no one else will interrupt I am ready to give a reporting.”
“Please proceed,” Voren encouraged.
Remar did just that providing details of not only the alien ship but of the spheres which proceeded the vessels arrival. He extended the offer to allow scientist and technicians from the other sectors access to the spheres. However, made it clear that the alien ship would be unavailable to the other sectors until his team had an opportunity to thoroughly examine it.
“You mean you need time to steal its secrets and leave us with only the carcass to pick at like shea scavengers,” Keltar accused.
“If that’s the way you choose to see it Keltar nothing I say will change your mind. Although I am certain if your sector had managed to retrieve the ship or spheres they would all have been conveniently destroyed allowing no one access. My sector is well within our agreement rights.” Remar replied.
As Keltar sputtered over a rebuttal, which was sure to be nothing but denials and further accusation, Remar muted the other leader’s com . Keltar’s animated holo image looked comical without the