Chapter 46
Tuvo
As it ever was, cleaning up after a battle was harder than the battle itself. Less bloody, but more laborious and frustrating.
Tuvo spoke through Alanna, their official ambassador, to give the humans an official debrief of everything that had happened in the . He expected some guff about the humans he killed, but there was none.
Apparently, the Three Rings were known, infamous, and a problem that the humans didn’t mind someone solving for them. Flesh sellers weren’t killed on sight as he would have expected, but they didn’t really care when someone did it outside of official channels.
The humans then took the story and presented it to their own planet as proof of the love and devotion that the aliens could and would hold for those important to them.
Just like Alanna and Survii, Hattie and Tuvo’s relationship was presented as something beautiful and admirable.
Part of their attempt to sway those who might remain uneasy about the treaty.
Alanna and Survii might not mind being used in such a way, but he found himself annoyed by it when, a couple days later, the human leaders explained what they were doing.
Objectively, he knew it was a good thing.
Earning more supporters for the treaty among the humans would only be good for all of them in the long run.
But he didn’t like their mating being manipulated like this.
However, at Alanna’s request – and with Hattie’s permission – he kept his silence while the humans looked pleased about their efforts. Like they had done something.
It was annoying, but it was mostly harmless. He’d rather save his anger for the people that put them all in their bad situations to begin with.
Part of the treaty included expanding all known human laws so that any language that referred to a human person also included any sapient creature that visited their planet.
However, the crimes committed against Tuvo and the other males were committed before the treaty, and therefore before that alteration went into effect.
So, technically, what they did wasn’t a crime in human courts.
However, their rules did still apply to the females, and their actions were still numerous and terrible enough that they didn’t need the extra charges.
Bertrand and the other members of their security team had all been taken into custody. It took some time to get them all. Not every member of their security personnel was involved, but until they could determine exactly who was and to what degree, all of them were being treated equally.
Tuvo wanted to look into the eyes of the man that would dare to treat him as a friend then betray him so egregiously, but the human governments said no.
Apparently, they didn’t mind him killing their criminals for them, but they refused to let him be part of the justice for those that wronged them.
It was infuriating, but there was nothing that he could do to demand more.
He put that frustrated energy into negotiations.
With the addition of aliens, outer solar immigration, and the possibility of mate tourism, Earth needed to be ready for all the potential hazards that might befall them.
While Tuvo firmly believed that the greater universe wasn’t nearly as bad as Earth when it came to flesh selling, that didn’t mean they were completely innocent.
And the simple fact was that not all aliens visiting Earth – for business or holiday or mate searching – were going to follow the law.
And that brought with it the terrifying prospect of Earth trying to punish a force they had no way of fighting.
Because if visitors to the planet weren’t going to follow their laws anyway, what would stop them from bringing advanced weapons to Earth and causing destruction?
As much as the Earthlings clearly hated the idea, they needed a peacekeeping force to help manage those potential problems. And as sponsors of their protectorate, it was up to the domini and the ratchi to provide that force.
Tuvo and Survii worked together during those negotiations, outlining what they needed, the scope of their jurisdiction, the laws they could enforce, and how criminals would be punished for days.
It never seemed to end. The humans always had some kind of complaint about something they wanted to do and refused to give up any semblance of control without a fight.
Tuvo sincerely did not know how Survii found enjoyment in this process. He had to spar with Atem every day after the closing of negotiations because they left them so annoyed and frustrated he couldn’t keep it inside any longer.
Luckily, Tuvo wouldn’t have to stay around to handle it forever.
He had put out a summons to both Turv and the ratchi homeworld of Hr’ssri to have volunteers for these new positions sent over.
He imagined that other races would opt to join them for the chance to get close to Earth, but this was a starting point.
Soon enough, this headache would be their problem.
And as that was happening, Survii was putting together a team of his own.
However, his team was much smaller. It could only be run by domini or ratchi since it was going to be the official Coalition embassy team stationed on Earth.
Their entire purpose would be to handle the day-to-day minutia of maintaining Earth trade.
There was also a third team being formed.
The scientific team that would be in charge of conducting the human experiments.
That had been agreed upon already in the treaty and so work had already commenced on building the facility where the experiments would take place.
A lunar base that would be out of reach of humanity, so the technology would not risk being taken into their hands, but still technically in Earth territory.
That was a whole operation on its own. Construction crews and scientists and engineers were being summoned and hired to begin work on the base and the experiments.
And that was being handled by multiple species.
After all, it was being funded by the vir – a species that had agreed to front the costs as recompense for crimes against the humans, Scarlet specifically.
But it wasn’t Tuvo’s problem – thank goodness. He would sometimes overhear Elder Haviss, representative of the ratchi, discussing details with them and it sounded like an even bigger headache than everything he was already dealing with.
Diplomacy was definitely not his strength.
Instead, between arguing with the humans – for their own, ungrateful good – he was convincing Hattie’s parents to come with them to Turv. That wasn’t a difficult task.
Candace and Larry Sweet were considered elders by human standards. They were ready to retire from their careers and settle into a quiet life. Losing their daughter had been detrimental to them and they had spent all of their savings on a fruitless search for her.
When Tuvo and Hattie called them over vid, they had been surprised but delighted to receive the invitation.
They were quite eager to go, especially when Hattie told them that she was pregnant with his daughter.
They certainly weren’t going to miss their grandpup’s life, and they were relieved that they wouldn’t need to worry about finding money to take care of themselves going forward since Tuvo had more than enough to look after them.
Even if he hadn’t, taking care of his mate’s aging parents would have been a task of the clan they were joining anyway.
They needed some time to get their affairs in order. They could pack whatever they liked, but they still needed to put their home up for sale and sell or give away the things they didn’t want. They also wanted to say goodbye to their friends.
They had time. The Stor wasn’t going to be leaving Earth until the permanent ambassador and their team arrived. Before they left, however, they would send the shuttle down and pick up her parents and anything they wanted to bring.
Atem hardily approved of the plan. Hattie was his sister, after all. That made her parents family of his family – not related to him, but close enough that it almost didn’t matter. He was happy to welcome them to Turv.
What really mattered, of course, was Hattie herself.
She was absolutely ecstatic that her parents would be coming with her.
She told him all the things she couldn’t wait to show them and how her mother would help her with her cooking project and her father would enjoy trying to learn how to garden alien plants.
Tuvo began placing orders for everything they needed and sent orders ahead to have a place prepared for them to live.
And she showed her appreciation for his efforts by using those luscious breasts and hot tongue to stroke his cock until he burst in her mouth.
All things told, it was wonderful.
Except for that ever present fear lingering in his mind of his pup growing in her belly.
Holly and Scarlet were both carrying pups of their own.
And while Scarlet was just starting to show, Holly had begun rapidly expanding as of late.
And her frame was so slender, the bulge of her belly was even more obvious.
She looked uncomfortable. The weight on her belly was forcing her to walk leaned back, and it was putting a strain on her.
Romival was not a large male, but already his pup had grown too far for Holly to carry in comfort.
And Hattie was so much smaller than her!
Tuvo’s fears were eating at him, near destroying him, getting bigger and bigger every day. Yet Hattie didn’t seem to care at all!