When I told him about his pheromones, he blushed and his tail twitched. "Sorry. I can't help it. All of us do it. You are putting out your pheromones as well." Kenneth said as he playfully hit me with his tail. The hatch to the cockpit opened and he popped out. I followed behind him as he went over to the Battle mechas. There was a set of six. We only needed four. We got in and get ready to fight. Because it was a solo mecha, you needed to make a choice while it was booting up between whether to engage as an Alpha or Omega. The A.I would compensate accordingly. I decided to use the Alpha A.I program and focus on the operation myself. The mecha had its own auto targeting system for weapons. I decided when and what to fire. It was the two of us against our opponents. We fought them as best we could. I was able to take out Lee before Damien stabbed me in the back. I was out of the fight and it was all up to Kenneth. Kenneth was damaged, but so was Damien. They charged at each other and began fighting in earnest.
Kenneth was taking more damage than Damien, but he could keep the power running and shut power off to broken systems. Damien was not as lucky. His mecha was made inoperable with a crude kick from Kenneth's mecha before it fell off. Kenneth was given the win. That was enough to clench the win. I congratulated him and pulled him in for a hug. "Good job. Finish strong and I will let you two start a singing career." I whispered in his ear. The smile on his face made me poke my chest out in pride a bit. I walked to Lee and demanded an apology from him. He gave it to me begrudgingly. I nodded and left. There was nothing left for me to do. I was driven to the airport where a helicopter took me to the naval base. Now that I was a Lieutenant Commander, I was no longer on the corvette. I was now the commander of a destroyer. The fleet only had three. Wendalia had the money and prime resources to build up more of their fleet, but lacked the space. We were a mid sized, land locked nation with a single river. Those of our rank alternated command of the destroyers.
I was busy at the bases running logistics and training sailors. When I was not doing that to grind some exp, I was making social calls with the noble houses. Due to the ethnic pride, none of the houses would even consider any marriage proposals to my children except for Martin. As a Gillmond and half Loko, the two Loko houses were very interested in him. It was easy to see why. An Alpha Prime would be a boon to their Omega bloodlines. Even a normal Switch would be a very step up in society. I decided to give Martin to the eldest daughter of a Boatstrong count. She was a few years older than him, but that would not matter much to either of us. He would be a viscount as well. Malcolm's wedding was scheduled to take place after he got out of the academy. He was a very refined child. I visited him as his mother when they threw a party. Caspian and his parents allowed me to talk to him whenever I wanted. He was ready and capable to enter the nobility. I cheered him on and gave him presents every now and then. I had to think on what to do with the others.
