It took some time for the hoopla of their lifemating to die down. There were plenty of hard feelings among the high society families but there was nothing they could do about it. Feral had to endure countless intrusive reporters in his face wanting to know how life as Fangmore's mate was like.
It took a lot of effort to not arrest the lot of them. Jaren just told him to ignore it like he did when the SWAT Kats bugged him. He merely grunted that this was far more intrusive than that was. Jaren would just chuckle and kiss his mate senseless.
Feral had to admit he was really addicted to Jaren's kisses and the way he made love to him at every opportunity. In the privacy of his thoughts, he would always thank that other Feral who made him take this second chance. He only prayed that his counterpart was still healthy and happy and had delivered his second kitten.
That thought always made him feel a little uneasy at times. On one hand he wanted a kitten of his own and on the other, he didn't feel it was safe to do so. His life was a dangerous one. This was the only area he felt any real conflict. He tried to discuss it with Jaren but his mate wasn't able to truly understand his dilemna. Jaren did tell one day, though...
"My love, if it is fated that we will have a kitten then it will happen. Please stop worrying so much about it. Know that I love you no matter what." He kissed his mate and the matter was dropped.
Another matter troubled him as well, though Jaren was a target because of his wealth and power, he was now in even more danger due to Feral's enemies. To get revenge on their hated nemesis, kidnaping his mate would be the best choice. What he feared most finally happened some months after their mating.
Feral had moved in with Jaren days after their lifemating. He had to get used to all the wealth surrounding him. Sometimes it was overwhelming especially when Jaren felt compelled to give him simple but expensive gifts. His new cell phone was just one of the latest.
Jaren's place of residence and his work were heavily guarded, with the best security money could buy and specially trained security force. Jaren paid his workers well so dishonesty, unhappiness, disloyalty were not things he had to concern himself about. Despite all these precautions and his own ability to protect himself by staying fit and knowing many self defense techniques, Jaren was still surprised and kidnaped.
Feral received the ransom note through Ann Gora. She had hurried to Enforcer Headquarters on this sunny day, carrying a cassette she'd received just that morning. Going up to the Commander's secretary, she demanded to see him.
"It's urgent that I see him. It concerns his mate, Jaren Fangmore!" She said urgently.
Feral's secretary frowned at her but pressed her intercom and asked if the Commander wished to see Ann Gora.
He really didn't but knew better than to just toss her out. She was the best reporter around and though he essentially liked her, he didn't care to be harassed by her. He reluctantly agreed and told his secretary to let her in.
Her heels clacked loudly on his tiled floor as she hurried up to him. Her face was grim. He felt a nervous shiver run up his spine. Something was wrong.
"Commander, I received this tape this morning in my mail. I viewed it and was horrified. I rushed straight over here to give it to you which is obviously what she wanted me to do." Ann said without preamble as she opened her case and retrieved the cassette, handing it to Feral.
Eyeing her in concern as he took the cassette and moving to his machine to play it. She waited behind him as he played the recording.
Turmoil's beautiful face flashed onto the screen. She grinned evilly into the camera.
"This is a message for Commander Feral. If you wish to see your precious lifemate, Fangmore, alive you will do exactly what I ask of you. Listen closely, I want you to obtain the new mega generator engine that's been developed at Fangmore Research Center and to turn over T-Bone. You have until noon tomorrow to meet my demands. You will be contacted at that time as to where I want the delivery. Do not think to trick or delay me. Just to make sure you understand how serious I am..." The image moved from Turmoil to a barren room where Jaren was strung up by his paws, naked from the waist up and being whipped by a female officer. The image held for a few minutes on the scene, Jaren's pain filled face stared grimly into the camera before switching back to Turmoil. "I suggest you hurry, Commander!" The tape ended.
Feral couldn't help but roar in fury and anguish. His fists badly wanted to punch something ...anything but all he could do was stand there heaving for breath and trying to control his temper.
"I'm really sorry Commander. I checked to find out when this came in and who brought it but no one had seen anything or anyone unusual. The front desk said it had come in the mail and the carrier was the one they knew well." Ann said trying to be helpful. She felt deep anger and sorrow for Feral's pain. She had been one of a handful of Kats who were truly happy about the Feral-Fangmore union.
He turned away from the set to look at her. "Thank you! I appreciate your attempts to find where it came from and for getting it to me quickly."
"You're welcome. I only wish I could have done more." She murmured.
"I know, leave this with me. I'll have to back track Turmoil's whereabouts and see if it turns up anything. One more thing, don't release this information yet. It could put Jaren in even more danger." He said heavily as he turned back to the machine and popped it out.
"I know, Commander. No word of this will get out...only you and I know about it for now. Let me know if there is anything else I can help with," She offered before taking her leave.
"I will, thank you!" Feral rumbled his mind working furiously on what to do next. Ann nodded and left quietly. He went to his desk and summoned one of his special ops teams that handled these things. While he waited for them to appear he put in another special call.
An hour later, he was just ending the conference with his team giving them the tape and telling them everything he could of Jaren's normal habits. The team leader, Major Tam Asordin told him they would pour over the tape hoping to see a location. He promised to stay in touch so that Feral could be in on the capture.
As he finished with them, a pair of unusual visitors arrived. Asordin stared in surprise but said nothing as he and his team departed. Feral closed the door behind them and stared at his sometime pains in the tail.
"Got your message, Feral. What the heck did you want to see us for?" T-Bone asked, Razor was standing beside him silently.
He had made a copy of the tape and now turned it on for the SWAT Kats. They watched silently until the end.
"Fuck! She really has it in for me. I'm really sorry your mate got mixed up in this Feral." T-Bone growled angrily.
Feral just grunted, "I have just given the case over to my top special ops team. As much as it makes me grit my teeth, I have to wait and give them a chance to find her hiding place then we take her. I thought, since you are supposed to be part of the deal you would want to be in on any planning to foil her and rescue my mate."
"Yeah, I do! We'd be glad to help any way we can. Just let us know where to be and what you want to do!" T-Bone said firmly. Razor nodded his agreement just as angry.
Feral relaxed a bit, he'd hoped that would be their response but couldn't be certain. "I will keep you informed. Do you have a quicker way for me to contact you? We may have to move swiftly." He asked.
"Sure, here...this is a communicator not just a signaler." Razor told him handing over a small device.
Feral took it and nodded. "Thank you. You'll understand if I don't say anything about using you to my enforcers except for the special ops team." Feral told him.
"Yeah, we know how they work and it would only cause trouble if your other officers learned of our part so I have no problems with that arrangement." T-Bone agreed.
"Good, you'll be hearing from me." Feral said ending the meeting. The SWAT Kats nodded and left quickly. He stared out the window as the Turbokat lifted smoothly from the flight line and rapidly disappeared.
It took a nerve-racking eight hours before they got a line on Turmoil's current hideout and another four hours before they could sneak up and catch her off guard.
Discovering her hideout to be a defunct military flight tower, it took them some time to carefully sneak up to the location. The tower was in the middle of a barren field with a hundred percent view of the whole area from the tower's windows. They had to wait until nightfall when their chances would be better. Unfortunately, Turmoil had planned for night time security by installing infrared lights. The team had detected them in time before someone tripped them by accident.
It was Razor who suggested the best way to get in. "I know you don't like it but there really isn't much time to do anything else. Let T-Bone and I go in. She'll be expecting us anyway. While we stir things up, as usual, and try to get to her you will slip in and find Fangmore." He said grimly.
Major Asordin didn't like this much. "Since you know, she'll be expecting you, that means she'll have a trap ready for you." He said flatly.
"Yeah, I know she will but she may not have prepared for a small strike force from Feral. He usually brings out the big guns, tanks, choppers, etc. so she won't be expecting him to do this. We'll stick our necks out and spring the trap so that you will have a better chance of getting in. We hope you'll rescue us as well." Razor said in grim humor.
"Sounds like the best plan that will work. Alright, we'll wait until we hear all hell breaking loose then rush in." Asordin said coming to a decision.
Feral just stood by and listened and waited. For this mission, Major Asordin was in charge. He would just provide another body as they rushed the facility. He shifted uneasily as they waited for the SWAT Kats to slip in. He felt prickly, angry, afraid for his mate, and unusually warm. It made him want to strip his clothes off. He had to ruthlessly squash that urge and focus on the task at hand.
Not many minutes later a loud commotion was heard near the tower and soon Turmoil's soldiers could be seen rushing out to a spot to the left of the tower doors. Asordin safely assumed that the SWAT Kats had triggered the trap and were now giving battle. This was confirmed when a small explosion lit the area for a moment and they could see the pair being overwhelmed but still fighting.
Asordin signaled his team to quickly rush to the far side of the tower as planned to another smaller entrance. They reached it without being observed and slipped in. There was a narrow hallway that ended in a set of stairs going up. There was nothing and no one here so they went up the stairs swiftly.
They searched on their way up to the tower, took out the few officers in the tower, went down the other exit, took out the rest of her soldiers and ended up back at the ground level where the altercation was occurring. As they reached the ground again, Feral called in his enforcers.
When they reached the double doors, his enforcers were running up and arresting Turmoil's army but there was no sign of Jaren. Before Feral could wring an answer from Turmoil, the SWAT Kats, who had been released by Asordin's team quickly pulled him aside.
"She told us where Fangmore is, bring some of your troops and let's go to where her airship is hiding." T-Bone said urgently.
Feral signaled Asordin and a small group of his enforcers including Steele to join him. They ran across the field to the Turbokat. Razor had the ramp down and had everyone get aboard. Soon they were streaking across the sky toward the location where Turmoil's airship waited for their Captain to return.
In very little time they reached the coordinates where Turmoil's lightly manned, airship was holding position. Razor had T-Bone buzz the airship so that he could take out their aircraft guns. Making short work of that they quickly landed on the air strip nearest the hangar doors.
Feral's team poured from the rear and rushed into the hangar, they were able to overwhelm the force on the air ship quickly after a small fierce battle and found out where Fangmore was being held.
Lead by T-Bone they rushed to the cell block and found the one Fangmore was locked in. Using his laser, Razor destroyed the lock.
Feral pushed past them and into the cell. Jaren was standing there in surprise as his mate burst in. As soon as they fell into each other's arms, a problem Feral had been pushing aside suddenly pushed itself forward and would not be denied.
Almost mad with desire, Feral found himself desperately rubbing against his mate, a trembling call of urgency escaping his lips. All the males nearby froze and stared at their commander in shock.
It was T-Bone who sniffed the air to confirm what the call had meant. He gasped, turned and unceremoniously, shoved the other enforcers back out the door, shutting it in their stunned faces.
Jaren, meanwhile, was utterly glad to see his love but was confused by Ulysses inexplicable behavior. Uly was rubbing his body against his, biting and licking his face urgently and making that familiar cry all toms recognized but sounded strange coming from a male throat. Jaren's eyes widened in shock as his body reacted to the intense pheromones pouring from his mate's fur.
"Oh God, you're in heat. Oh love this is an impossible time for this," He said trying to get his mate's attention but not having any luck.
"Don't think you're going to convince him to stop. He's practically out of his mind. That's got to be some mega heat cycle he's got going there." T-Bone said tightly keeping himself close to the door.
"I'll say, crud it's strong!" Razor said, wincing, the scent was overwhelming in the small room. He quickly moved back toward the door to stand near T-Bone.
"This isn't the best situation to do this and I certainly don't want to do it in my former prison." Jaren objected, still trying to keep his mate at bay.
"Well, unfortunately, it looks like he's not going to be able to wait, so we will guard the door for you." T-Bone said, hastily grabbing the door knob past Razor just as Feral gave another urgent cry.
Razor was hot on T-Bone's heels as they both rushed out the door quickly. Lt. Commander Steele was not happy about not being allowed to see the freed prisoner nor about the Commander being locked inside the room.
"What do you mean the Commander is indisposed? What has that to do with the prisoner?" Steele said through gritted teeth, confused and furious.
"Look, it's a situation he doesn't want you involved in so cool your heels. You're not getting by us and don't be getting any ideas about rushing us. Feral will chew you a new ass if you walk in there, trust me." T-Bone growled with a smirking smile as he and Razor guarded the door.
"I'd listen to them if I were you, sir. The Commander would be real unhappy if anyone tried to mess with him right this minute." Major Asordin said backing up the SWAT Kats. He had scented and heard the mating cry and knew Feral would be real upset later when he was able to think again. The least they could do was to protect his reputation the best they could.
Snarling to himself but not willing to suffer Feral's temper, Steele backed down. He ordered his enforcers to round up Turmoil's minions and secure the airship. The SWAT Kats could hear him order a return to Megakat Airport as the annoying second in command disappeared around the far corner.
Major Asordin started to say something when a muffled cry pierced the door making them glance at it and roll their eyes. "I'll take my team and wait by the Turbokat. We're done here anyway. Thanks for being watchers," He said, hiding a smirk. The SWAT Kats nodded and gave a grim half smirk back as they took up their guard duties.
Inside the cell...
Ulysses felt on fire, an intense urge was driving him on. His fingers were desperately undressing Jaren. He needed the pulsing ache between his legs filled now!
Jaren was stunned by Uly's amorous demands but felt the pull from his mate's pheromones. He hurriedly helped his trembling mate undress them both. Very quickly they were stripped and falling to the cot.
Ulysses kissed Jaren desperately. His silver mate rubbed his sides in soothing motions trying to slow him down but he was to overwhelm by the urgency in his body. He reached down and stroked Jaren's cock, bringing to full hardness and without much finesse, dropped down on it and rode his mate hard.
They roared to climax swiftly but barely paused when Ulysses began again to rock and kiss Jaren frantically. For an hour the cycle would be repeated. At times, Jaren would take the dominate position. He would shove Uly face first into the mattress, grab his scruff and plunge into his mate's hot channel, thrusting hard and fast. Finally, he was able to slow his mate down and take a more leisurely tour of his mate's overheated body...caressing his sides making Uly writhe in pleasure and beg for him to take him fast but Jaren would resist and lick and torment his mate. He would deep kiss then lick a path down the dark brown fur to his nipples, taking time to suck and nip each one before moving down to the wet and dripping clitoris and tonguing the offering as if it were honey to be savored. Uly shrieked in mindless pleasure and clawed his mate's shoulders. Jaren reared up and took his mate once more.
Two hours later, Jaren woke feeling stiff and sore. He had scratches and bites all over his back and shoulders a testament to Uly's urgency to mate. His back would take a while to heal especially from the whip marks from Turmoil's torture. He carefully untangled himself from the big tom's embrace and got dressed.
Uly stirred and moaned. Some of the urgency had eased and he could think again. He blinked up at his fully dressed mate.
"Hi love, you better stir yourself and get dressed." Jaren murmured but didn't get too close. He knew Uly was still in heat but they needed to get home to finish.
"Uh yeah!" Ulysses said looking around himself in confusion. As he stood and felt how sore he was he suddenly remembered where he was and his face got beet red.
"It's alright! No one knows about what happened here except the SWAT Kats." Jaren reassured him.
That didn't make it better in his mind but Feral quickly redressed. They opened the door and there were the SWAT Kats guarding it and his second-in-command standing impatiently further down the hall. He felt his face blushing furiously. He was glad he was soo dark furred that it wasn't that noticeable down the hall but the SWAT Kats saw it.
T-Bone leaned close to Feral. "So, going to be a mom in a few months, eh?" He said softly with a smirk.
If he could get any redder, he would have at that blunt observation. "I...Thank you for ensuring our privacy." Was all Feral could say.
"Heh! You're welcome!" T-Bone snickered softly.
Pushing past the pair Feral led the way down the hall to Steele. "Report!" He barked to forestall any embarrassing questions from his second.
Steele went to attention and told Feral what had been happening in the last two hours.
T-Bone and Razor followed behind in amused mirth. They pushed on past the enforcers and went to their jet. Major Asordin and his team had already left since the airship was now parked on the flight line at Megakat International Airport. They hopped into their jet and went home.
Seeing them leave as he and his group left the airship, Feral couldn't help thinking how much had changed since that trip into another dimension. He still couldn't get over the SWAT Kats protecting his privacy like that. He was still embarrassed by it and, unfortunately, still heated for Jaren who wisely kept his distance from his mate and waited patiently for them to depart to finish what they had started.