The Complete Alien's Bride by Yamila Abraham

Author:Yamila Abraham [Abraham, Yamila]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

Lenora Winquist. Lysanter clicked on the tablet with her image once again. He chided himself inwardly for being so enraptured. He’d scarcely gotten any work done, and there was plenty to do with the three-day interruption looming.

Right now the girl was just a picture and a scant history. His mind was eagerly filling in the blanks. He daydreamed of idyllic scenarios where she would accept him, and he could hold her and protect her and show her that the Dak-Hiliah were not the terrible beings she imagined.

He groaned and looked away. His heart was getting too invested when he didn’t even know the girl. He was setting himself up for a sickening disappointment. Wasn’t that why he’d avoided taking a wife in the first place? The humans were fragile. They incited every protective instinct within him, but in truth his own race was what they needed protection from. The misogynistic druid who was in the highest seat when they first conquered Earth demanded that women should be repressed and violently forced to breed. How many of those marriages had ended in ruin? How many of them were currently strained with two miserable partners?

Thankfully the child Pakpo was now in the highest seat and the god who possessed him was, in fact, a goddess. The rules had changed. He could treat this girl as something closer to an equal, which seemed to be what many of the human females were accustomed to. There would never be true equality, however. She had to breed. If he allowed her to think she had control over every aspect of her life then he’d be misleading her. This was a pity. Their decimated population tied his hands.

He still wanted to think this could work. He’d allowed the idea of a mate into his heart and his mind became entranced with the idea. How could he win her? How could he break through her fear and hatred?

“Master.”

Lysanter started. Hester had come in through the servant door behind his desk. He set down a tray of tea infused with a gentle stimulant.

“Why don’t you look up her history? If she’s ex-military they must have a great deal of documentation.”

Lysanter’s brow rose. “Of course. Thank you, Hester.” He tapped on the tablet to access the wider universal net. Hester lingered behind him.

“I’m surprised you’re not scolding me for ignoring my work.”

“Some things are more important than work, master.”

Lysanter eyed him. The Dornovonian’s black eyes took up most of his face somewhat like an insect’s. Though immobile, Lysanter had found them capable of glistening to express emotion. His slave’s eyes gave gentle hues of red that indicated the adoration he felt toward his master.

“I want this girl to make you happy. To show you there is more to life than your work and station.”

Lysanter screwed his lips. “I mustn’t get my hopes up.”

Lenora Winquist. Age 28. Born in the south of Earth’s United States, where the Alliance delegates were based. Aged two when the war started. Father and brother drafted by Earth’s military.

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