The Purple Alien Prince's Pregnant Captive (Scifi Alien Secret Baby Romance): In the Stars Romance by Celia Kyle

Author:Celia Kyle [Kyle, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Zyriq would not leave Baila’s side no matter the reason. They were so near to binding and he refused to let anything stand between them now. Besides, there was something soothing and peaceful in the way she slept, a serene soul. It warmed him from inside out and he could not get enough of her beauty—his soon to be bonded. In the event she woke or stirred… Zyriq was driven to be at her side. He must be the first thing Baila saw upon waking.

She had slumbered for some time now, though, and he was anxious to hear her voice, see her glittering eyes once more. Adhoe had grudgingly explained that Baila was fine and sleep was good for her. Her body needed to rest—carrying a Morean young one was difficult for their own kind. No one knew how a human would be affected.

Guilt churned in his stomach, unease slinking into him in gradual increments. Remorse plagued him whenever he thought about his yabi’s struggle due to bearing his young. He had not intended to create young with the delicate Baila, but now that they had… A sense of rightness draped over his shoulders and sank its claws into him.

He had not purposely sought out a female or anticipated young, but he thanked the stars for their gifts. Now he would ensure Baila had the easiest life possible. She had been without him for the last two months, leaving her exhausted and underfed—his child sapping her strength. She would suffer no further. The peace she experienced in slumber would imbue her waking hours as well.

He had already begun his care of her, issuing orders to the medical staff and those responsible for meal preparation. Healers would be on call every moment until they arrived on Morea. Every known delicacy would be prepared and waiting for Baila to help identify her cravings. She would merely have to whisper a few words and her every want would be sated. She deserved no less.

Zyriq rose from his seat beside the bed, a war battling in his mind. He had responsibilities and yet… he did not wish to leave Baila. Though he would not go far—not even leaving his quarters. Chall had redeemed himself by returning to Warking’s Blade with Baila’s belongings. At least she would have familiar objects in her alien surroundings.

He reached for one of the cases Chall dropped off and carefully flipped it open. True paper books, a brush of some type, and face paints. No, humans called the powders and liquids “makeup.” She did not need such things. They took away from her beauty, not added to it. But he would not throw away her belongings. He would merely do his best to convince her she did not need them.

Zyriq padded to a nearby wall, tapping a few buttons embedded in the panel, and a series of drawers slid open. Drawers he had determined would belong to her. She would have her own space within his quarters, adequate space so she knew the area was theirs and not only his.

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