Page 48 of His Human Rebel

“I’ll go gather Lucy and Mica and everyone else to come here as witnesses.”

“That’s a good idea.” Erid says. “I will be there too. It will take more than one vehicle because there are so many of them. And I want to make sure this group is gone off planet before sundown.”

Forty minutes later I’m at the transporter station to help pick up the human visitors who want to see Stella. I know I’m getting close when I hear screams in the air.

“Oh thank gods, please take them away,” Mytrina exclaims, waving a claw at the terrified humans. “I’m used to working with arriving humans, but never this many at once. They all just started arriving, somehow managing to bypass the code lock. And they all say they have legal authority to arrive, for free,” she snorts. “I’m definitely going to look into that and I fully plan on charging them later if this proves untrue.”

“Are you here to take us to Stella?” a small human male of middle years questions with an air of authority.

“Yes.”

“Good, we are ready.”

They all take the time to tell me their name and positions, none of which I care about and quickly forget. And I do not bother telling them my name or that Stella is my mate, because again, I don’t care. Half of them load into Erid’s vehicle and half into mine. We take off on the long drive back to the ranch. They try to talk to me, but I burst out a flame to quiet them, which works because I don’t hear another word for the rest of the drive.

Finally, I park in the driveway of the main Flagstone Ranch house, which I know is highly impressive. It’s three stories tall and almost as large as a royal mansion because it needs to be able to house guests from far away. But it will not house these human guests. I plan on making that return trip as soon as possible.

“Julia?” my female cries out. And then I see her running for the vehicle and she’s hugging a human who just exited. “Oh, I’m so happy to see you again. I missed you. I was trying to get I touch with you.”

“Oh, Stella you look good. I’m…surprised. Your clothes are so pretty too. Is this where you live?”

The rest of the humans exit the vehicle.

One male in particular strides up to my female and starts speaking to her as if giving an order.

“Stella, we need you to come back,” the principal says to my female.

“Wh…what?” she sputters. “I thought all of you hated me. You had me arrested, then fired me and then kicked me off planet. You tried to force me into a marriage you thought would be bad for me.”

“We were wrong. We apologize.”

“Wrong about what?” Stella questions.

“We learned that the mayor was committing fraud.”

“I tried to tell you that. Many people tried to tell you that. It was why I was in his office that day, to disburse fliers about his fraud. I never meant to throw that red paint. I’ve told you this ten times. I didn’t know that’s what that was and then I tripped and fell and it splashed all over the place. I was horrified to discover it was on the furniture. I got it all over myself too.”

“Well, he is finally in jail and no longer mayor. Also, we learned that Vyktoria planted red paint in your bag and even tripped you and caused you to fall. It turned out Vyktoria and the mayor were having an affair. They both wanted you gone because she was getting currency from his fraud and didn’t want it to end any more than he did.”

“I can’t believe it was Vyktoria.”

“She’s also in jail.”

“We want you to return with us and become a highly paid member of the town council. The first female to ever hold such a position.”

Stella crosses her arms. “I cannot imagine you wanting me back in your community in such a position. You called me a whore.”

I have no idea what this word means, but Lucy and Mica gasp with outrage.

“I do not understand,” I declare. “I notice that not all the humans in the group look happy at this thought.” Some frown and in fact glare at my bound, which causes me to growl in my throat. “My bound is not returning to your community because she is now my legal mate. But even if it were possible, I wouldn’t return her to the same place that treated her so poorly, and it doesn’t seem like you have changed any policies to make it better and safe for her.”

“I will give you your same classroom back and a raise,” the principal offers.

Stella shakes her head.

“You are never going back,” I comment.

“We’ll give you an office in town hall,” a man offers.