As Cassie walked away with Ryan, Serix was starting to rethink his decision to let her go by herself. She didn’t look particularly happy to be alone with him, and Serix definitely did not want to be alone with the rest of the half-bloods. He could handle one or two if they decided to attack him, but he was completely surrounded in the dining hall. The feeling of vulnerability was suffocating.
Serix glanced across the table when he heard a whistle. The red-haired girl, Sarah, was staring at him with a raised brow. “Wow,” she said. “That was a bold move in more ways than one. I’ve gotta say, I’m impressed. But,” she leaned forward in her chair, smiling mischievously. “Can you back it up? You’re alone with us now. You can’t hide behind your girl.”
“Sarah, please,” Emily said. “Don’t do this now.”
“Lighten up, Em,” Sarah rolled her eyes. “I’m just having some fun with him.”
“Leave him alone,” Emily sighed. “He just got here.” She turned to Serix. “I’m sorry about that.”
“No, it’s fine,” Serix shook his head and looked up at Sarah. “Although, I don’t need to hide behind anyone. You’re not as frightening as you think you are.”
“Oh?” Sarah laughed. “You’ve got just as much spunk as your girl. I can see now why she likes you.”
“I will never understand it,” a new voice spoke up.
Serix glanced over his shoulder to see a tall human male standing behind him. He had black hair and a mean looking snarl on his face. He stared down at the Lunairan with contempt, “I will also never understand why we’re giving this one special treatment. It should be locked up in the hold, where it belongs.”
“Is that so?” Serix turned on him. “Please tell me: Why do I ‘belong’ there? Is it because I’m a Lunairan? Because by that logic, you belong in a hold, too. Or are you just special because you have one human parent—” He flinched when the man snatched at the front of his shirt and pulled him forward so they were nose to nose.
“Look here, alien,” the man hissed. “You and the rest of your kind are nothing but a bunch of murderers. You should go back to them while you still have the chance. You don’t belong here.”
“Hunter!” Emily gasped.
“You know it’s true,” the male replied without looking away from Serix. “This alien shouldn’t be here, eating our food and taking up one of our rooms. It’s just a waste of resources.”
“I still don’t see why you think that,” Serix said angrily, forgetting his situation. “I’m hardly different from you. Well… except for the fact that I seem to be more intelligent.”
Sarah whistled again, seeming completely enthralled by the verbal fight, but Hunter narrowed his eyes at the taunt, “Why, you…” He swung at Serix, but the Lunairan ducked out of his grasp and quickly got to his feet, stepping away from the table to give himself more room. By now, all of the other humans were watching them. Some were even cheering and encouraging them to fight. Apart from Emily, none of them tried to defend Serix— not that he expected them to, of course. If anything, he was worried that they might try to join Hunter in his attack.
“You really think you can stand up to me in a fight?” Hunter growled.
“Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing,” Serix said. Part of him knew he was making a foolish decision to start a fight in a place where his audience would probably be happy to see him dead, but he was done letting these humans push him around. He quickly evaluated Hunter’s stance. The human had his left foot forward, but most of his weight was placed on his back right leg. He was most likely going to throw a punch with his right arm. Serix shifted his own stance to create a false opening on his left side, giving Hunter an intentional target.
As expected, the human fell right into the trap. He lunged forward, swinging his right arm out to strike Serix just below the ribs. He wasn’t prepared when Serix closed the false opening, stepping to the right so his opponent’s fist just grazed him, and brought his elbow down on the human’s shoulder, using the momentum of his punch to knock him to the ground. The spectating humans hollered with laughter, but Hunter wasn’t finished. He swept his leg up to catch Serix behind the knee, causing him to stumble, and grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him over while he was still off-balance.
Serix quickly rolled to his feet and spun back around to face Hunter, who was also getting up. This time, Serix attacked first, aiming a jab at Hunter’s throat before he could regain his stance. The human shifted so that the strike caught him on the jaw and then threw a punch at Serix’s face. The Lunairan ducked out of the way, but his opponent’s fist still scraped his cheek. They both parted, looking for openings in each other’s defenses again.
“That’s enough!” a voice boomed over the shouts of the small crowd, which had gathered around the two during their fight. Everyone quieted and Hunter froze. Serix turned to see another human approaching them. With the respect the others seemed to give him, he assumed this male was important. The new arrival turned sternly to Hunter, “You know better than to start pointless fights.”
“I’m just showing this alien its place,” Hunter muttered, bringing a hand up to gingerly touch the spot on his jaw where Serix’s fist had connected. With the way he winced, Serix knew Hunter was going to have a bruise there tomorrow. He smirked in satisfaction.
“Ryan is letting him live here with us,” the older male said. “It’s not your place to disregard his orders like this. If you have a problem, take it up with him personally.”
“Tch, whatever,” Hunter grumbled. “I’m going to bed.” He turned and headed out of the dining hall.
Once he was gone, Serix brought a hand to his own face to inspect the damage. The cut on his cheek stung, but it was shallow. He estimated that it would heal completely before the end of the week. He licked a finger and wiped the blood away. When he looked up, he saw the older human approaching him.
“My name is Jacob,” the human said, holding out his hand. Serix just stared at him for a moment before he remembered how Emily had greeted him by shaking his hand earlier. He took Jacob’s hand and copied her gesture.
“Serix,” he introduced himself.
“Well then, Serix,” Jacob said with a smile. “I hope you know that you’re not off the hook either. If you’re going to live with us, you have to follow the same rules that we do.”
“Err, yes,” Serix said sheepishly. “I know.”
“Good,” Jacob nodded. “But if you can’t keep that temper in check, I would suggest avoiding people like Hunter. Oh, and you should see Ray about that cut.” He tapped his own cheek to indicate Serix’s scratch. “He can patch you right up.”
“Thanks, but I’m fine,” Serix held up his hands. “I heal quickly.”
“If you say so,” Jacob shrugged. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go see if these pigs left me any food.” He turned and walked away, and Serix returned to his table. With Jacob and Emily, there were now two half-bloods who spoke to him like an equal. Maybe living here wouldn’t be so bad, after all.
“Are you okay?” Emily asked when Serix sat down. He nodded, but she didn’t relax. “I’m sorry. I probably should have warned you about Hunter. He hates Lunairans.”
“I can see that,” Serix said, wiping the rest of the blood off his cheek.
“That was… pretty impressive though,” Emily said after a pause. “Don’t you agree, Sarah?”
“It wasn’t bad for an alien,” Sarah said with grudging respect.
“Hunter is one of our best fighters, but you stood on equal ground with him,” Emily nodded. “I would watch out in the future, though. He hates being shown up and he already hates you for being… well… a Lunairan.”
“I will,” Serix said, although the advice was unnecessary. He had already made a mental note to keep an eye on Hunter. He doubted the human would leave him alone after a skirmish like that.
“What’s wrong with his eyes?” another voice spoke up. Serix glanced down to see a female child standing beside him.
“Oh, Ava,” Emily sighed. “What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in bed.”
“It’s too loud,” the child said plainly, then repeated her first question, pointing at Serix. “What’s wrong with his eyes?”
“I’m sorry,” Emily apologized again. “Ava, go to bed, honey. Your daddy’s going to be worried if he sees you’re not there. Go back to your room and leave the nice man alone.”
“No, it’s okay,” Serix said. “I don’t mind.” The little kid’s innocent curiosity was a welcome break from the hostile glares of the older humans. He turned and leaned down to address Ava. “There’s nothing wrong with my eyes. I’m a Lunairan. It’s normal for our eyes to glow like this.”
“No,” the child seemed skeptical. “Daddy says Lunairans are evil. You’re not hurting people.”
“Her father is Hunter,” Emily explained when Serix gave her a quizzical look.
“Not all Lunairans are evil,” Serix said, turning back to Ava. “Some of your ancestors… err…” he paused, searching for a word the child would understand.
“Grandparents,” Emily supplemented.
“Right,” Serix nodded at her. “Some of your grandparents were Lunairans.”
“Did their eyes glow, too?” Ava’s gaped in amazement.
“Yes,” Serix laughed at her astonishment.
“Can my eyes glow?”
“No, you also have human grandparents, so your eyes don’t glow.”
“Aww,” Ava pouted.
“Alright, young lady,” Emily broke in. “It’s way past your bedtime. Say goodnight and go back to your room.”
“Goodnight,” Ava said. She wrapped her arms around Serix’s waist for a brief moment and then took off, heading back to her room as instructed.
Serix shook his head in wonder as he watched the child scamper out the doorway. “How did Hunter make that?”
“She gets her sweetness from her mother,” Emily laughed, gently rocking her own baby. “Well, I need to get this one to bed, too. Goodnight, Serix.” She got up from the table and left, as well, leaving him alone with Sarah— Jerald and Conner had already left by now. Neither of them had anything to say to each other, so they sat in silence for a few minutes before Cassie and Ryan returned.
As soon as he saw Cassie come through the door, Serix got up from the table and came over to meet her. Ryan, as always, was displeased to see him, but Serix was too focused on his mate to care about the human’s irritability. He gathered Cassie in an embrace and kissed her on the forehead, leaning close to whisper into her ear, “You’re okay, right? He didn’t do anything to you?”