{"id":2726,"date":"2022-06-02T10:38:08","date_gmt":"2022-06-02T10:38:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/?p=2726"},"modified":"2022-06-02T10:38:10","modified_gmt":"2022-06-02T10:38:10","slug":"amber-one-chapter-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/?p=2726","title":{"rendered":"Amber One – Chapter 8"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
\"\"<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Chapter 8<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
\"\"<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Phe opens the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am greeted by a sight I didn\u2019t expect. More than a dozen people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Never being the social butterfly like my brother. I slowly back out of the room so fast I am unsure if anyone other than Phe and an older man who looks like him noticed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hear Phe say something to them but I\u2019m not sure what as I an still freaking out a little.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n\n\n\n

Phe\u2019s pov<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We walk into the room where my family is waiting to meet Amber. Still not aware she is my mate, apart from my father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He seems to watch her enter, but the rest don\u2019t notice my small mate at first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At least not until she pulls her hand from mine and rushes out of the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They all wore questioning expressions finally noticing my little disappearing blur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBe right back,\u201d I say and disappear behind her before anyone can say anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Outside of the room I find her stood up against the wall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, my love?\u201d I ask worried that I have done something worry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere is so many people\u2026\u201d She almost whispers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs that what\u2019s wrong? Are you worried?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes. I am not very good with large groups of people.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wrap my arms around her and bring her closer to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry, love. They are all my family and you\u2019re now too,\u201d I tell her trying my best to make her feel better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes widen as she pulls her head back slightly from me to look at my face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All I can do is stare at them beautiful blue eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAll of them?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes. My mother and father and siblings. Some of them have mates but you will meet them another time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYour siblings? All eleven?\u201d I can\u2019t help but smile at her expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before I can say anything a voice cut in first, \u201cTwelve to be exact.\u201d I turn my head still with Amber in my arms and see Koya.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looks between me and Amber unsurely walking over closer. Stopping right next to us. I\u2019m guessing she spotted the marks on mine and Amber necks because I notice a shocked expression cross her face but it is replaced by a grin and a high pitch squeal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Amber quickly put her hands over her ears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is really good,\u201d She squeals throwing her arms around both me and Amber.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDo you have to squeal in my ear?\u201d Amber mumble, but Koya doesn\u2019t seem to notice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI was wondering where you had been all this time. I thought maybe he had eaten you or something,\u201d My sister teases pulling back to arms length to look at us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ve always wanted a little sister.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I laugh, \u201cYou have five sisters.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She frowns and waves her hand dismissively. \u201cThey\u2019re all older and taller.\u201d She looks down at my tiny mate from her six foot height.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo pretty,\u201d She began twisting a loose strand of Amber\u2019s hair around her finger playfully. You wouldn\u2019t believe she is a grown woman sometimes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKoya. That\u2019s enough,\u201d The voice of my father echoes from the doorway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t doing anything,\u201d My sister whines letting go of the hair she was playing with.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust go back and sit with the others while I speak to these two for a moment.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She doesn\u2019t seem to be happy but does what he told her anyway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n\n\n\n

Amber\u2019s pov<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Koya is harmless enough, but it doesn\u2019t make her any less intimidating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The older man from before who looks like Phe is now standing with me and Phe in the corridor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHello, Amber. I am Kiy. Koya\u2019s and Phe\u2019s father and Ren\u2019s mate,\u201d He introduces himself with a kind smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHello,\u201d I mumble back shyly, me and Phe now standing side by side.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I take his hand and nervously rub my fingers on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Both men seem to notice. \u201cThere is no need to worry or fear, my love,\u201d Phe tells me again, but it still doesn\u2019t eliminate me fears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere really isn\u2019t,\u201d Kiy speaks this time. \u201cI am aware of you being mates and give my blessing, as will thee others.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am sorry, Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kiy looks at me oddly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt is a term of respect,\u201d Phe tells his dad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I heard some of the crew call Phe ‘Sir,’ maybe it has a different meaning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI insist you call me, Kiy or if you are not uncomfortable with it, father. I know you have no other family, other than we. I would be pleased if you would call me father.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Phe looks pleased and smiles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOther than we?\u201d I ask.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes, now you are mated, you are my daughter.\u201d I know it is the tattoo that told him because he is looking straight at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI congratulate you, son and Amber, both. Golden marks indicate a strong bond. It is not often seen, most marks are tan colour which is still good. As are all bonds, but gold is only for bonds which are deeper than any normal bond,\u201d He tells us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’m not sure what he means but it sounds good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDoes that mean he won\u2019t dump me on some random planet and run off?\u201d I joke, but they take me seriously.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI would never\u2026\u201d Phe looks hurt at the suggestion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI was only joking,\u201d I say lowly, only feeling more stupid and shy than before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Maybe I should just have stayed in our room or become a hermit. I am sure they could bring USB drives to me and I come sort them out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

God, I hate people. Why? Because they all think I\u2019m weird. If I speak I normally say the wrong things or if I do something it is the wrong thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That is one of the main reasons I never went out to clubs with my brother and why I am shy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s okay then. Either way, you would not be left behind. As family we stay together, little one,\u201d Kiy says and pats my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At least it isn\u2019t my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am not little, I am average. You are just all giants,\u201d I defend making them both chuckle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs that true or are you just trying to make yourself feel better?\u201d Phe teases me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s true\u2026 more or less. It\u2019s actually five foot five, but I am only a few inches off and five-nine for men\u2026 At least in my species. Of course, there are always the exceptions some people are much smaller and some taller.\u201d I have to stop myself from rambling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s small. Your men\u2019s is our females average, but they never get more than an inch or two smaller than that and males average at six foot four. I am just lucky to be slightly taller,\u201d Phe tells me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGreat. So I am the size of a child,\u201d I grumble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut a very pretty child\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I glare at him. He just smiles and licks my cheek. Weird, but Kiy reactions tells me it is the norm, so I say nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cStop teasing the poor girl,\u201d A new voice comes from behind us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRen, my love,\u201d Kiy beams at seeing his wife\u2026 Mate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He wraps his arm around her and the pair stand in front of us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI would like you to meet our new daughter.\u201d I have already met her, but alright\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes widen and she gasps, \u201cIs this true, Phe?\u201d I\u2019m not sure if that is a good voice or not, but it scared the crap out of me, making me tighten my grip on his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pulls me in closer and whispers not to be scared. I might sound wimpy too most, but they are an alien race. I have no idea what they will do.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t mean to scare you,\u201d She moves beside me and hugs me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am sorry. I overreacted,\u201d I say honestly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt is to be expected under the circumstances,\u201d She says releasing me but staying close, as the other two did she looks at our necks, trying to find something and smiles when she does.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me she was your mate?\u201d She scolds her son, then looks to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am happy and proud to call you my daughter.\u201d Another short hug before pulling back again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou will call me mother,\u201d It isn\u2019t a question, more of an order.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I nod. I am honestly more scared of his mother than father, which surprises me. Mainly because she is dark haired angelic looking woman and he is a older carbon copy of his son.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLet\u2019s introduce you to the others,\u201d She says excitedly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Literally dragging me by my hand back into the room I ran out of earlier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Phe walks close behind us, with his father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMother be careful you\u2019ll break her,\u201d He calls, sounding more like a whine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What am I a doll?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ha, yes, a sex doll.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All eyes are on me when we enter the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I need a box or something to hide in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sadly \u2018mother\u2019 won\u2019t allow me to hide. She has her arm around my shoulders, stopping me from escaping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Looking around I finally notice how much alike they all looked. It is kind of creepy. If it wasn\u2019t for some of them having cheetah like spot – like what Phe has on his back – on their necks, hands and side of their face then it would be hard, if not impossible to tell the difference.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Koya is easy to tell. She is the smallest of the women and the one who looks like she is going to be bouncing anytime.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAmber,\u201d She says almost as though singing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Phe and \u2018father\u2019 are soon with us in the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMother, why are you dragging the poor girl around?\u201d One of the men asks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThis is Amber, the girl we found on the planet,\u201d Ren introduces me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I feel a hand take mine. I don\u2019t even have to look to know who it is, the warmth I feel is enough to tell me who it is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The heat of everyone\u2019s eyes on me makes me feel as though I might melt into a puddle at any moment now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s so tiny,\u201d The younger shorter looking version of Phe cooed as though I am a baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He sounds almost like a male version of Koya.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I want to frown or glare at him, but I manage to fight it back and keep a blank expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe has pretty coloured eyes and hair,\u201d A woman says.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs she a Junior?\u201d I have no idea what that means.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As if reading my mind Phe whispers, \u201cChild,\u201d To me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow old is she?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhere has she been for the last couple of days?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The questions kept coming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They are speaking to their mother as though I am dumb or not here, but are all looking at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Thankfully \u2018father\u2019 cuts them off before I can snap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI am sure if you ask her she will answer your questions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I look at him and silently thank him. He smiles in return, as though to say \u2018No problem.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe can speak?\u201d Says the first guy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They all look at him incredulously. \u201cOf course she can speak, you idiot,\u201d Someone says.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t know. Maybe she couldn\u2019t\u2026\u201d He mumbles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou are so dumb,\u201d Phe shakes his head in disbelief.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTake a seat,\u201d Ren says finally letting me go.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not surprisingly she sat beside her husband and Phe drags me to sit in the only seats that are left that just so happen to be beside Koya.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fun, fun. She went straight to playing with a loose strand of my hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I think I am more of a playful novelty for her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I don\u2019t ask. As long as they don\u2019t eat me that is good. Only half joking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI love your hair. It is so pretty,\u201d She says reaching to free the rest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLeave her alone now, Koya\u201d Phe warns.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She pouts, \u201cBut she doesn\u2019t mind,\u201d She looks to me. \u201cDo you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take it down and let you play with it later,\u201d I say hoping that is enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She grins. \u201cDeal.\u201d She lets go of my hair and sits back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Phe being the most sweetest person I know, leans over and tidies my hair back behind my ear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He is so breath taking. I loose focus on where I am and by the way he is stroking my cheek and looking in my eyes, I\u2019m not the only one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I feeling someone nudge my shoulder. I turn my head and see Koya grinning knowingly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not to mention the many other eyes of every other person in the room is on us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some with knowing looks, most unsure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow about I start by introducing you\u2026\u201d Ren began pointing to different people and reading off names.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I know I won\u2019t remember most of them but I will try.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFrom oldest to youngest,\u201d She began. \u201cTou, Ley,\u201d Two men sat next to each other. \u201cYikka, Foima,\u201d Two women both sat near their parents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJoln and Phe the next in age,\u201d They are on a chairs near us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cPhlepa,\u201d Another woman who looks a lot like her mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRiyon, Roan, they are twins,\u201d They are twin brothers sat beside their older sister Phlepa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOndus, Majoi and Koya you already know,\u201d The three sisters are all sat in close proximity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd finally the baby of the family, Lenime,\u201d She points to the same man from earlier who said I am tiny and who just so happen to be sitting on the other side of Phe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHello,\u201d I say nervously making most of them smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n
<\/div>

<\/g><\/svg><\/i> \"Loading\"<\/p>

<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Chapter 8 Phe opens the door. I am greeted by a sight I didn\u2019t expect. More than a dozen people. Never being the social butterfly like my brother. I slowly back out of the room so fast I am unsure if anyone other than Phe and an older man who looks like him noticed. I […]<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n

<\/g><\/svg><\/i> \"Loading\"<\/p>\n

<\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"disabled","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2726","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-amber-one"],"aioseo_notices":[],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2726","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2726"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2726\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2727,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2726\/revisions\/2727"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2726"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2726"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2726"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}