Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5), A.G. Wilde [amazing books to read .txt] 📗

As Kyro’s feet finally mobilized and they began walking again, his hand loosened around her arm, but he still kept it there.

“What was that?” She glanced up at him.

When he met her gaze, his shoulder rose and fell with a sigh, the contempt leaking from his bones.

“Some form of bewitching,” he said, almost as if to himself.

“Bewitching? Do you think M’Agunt is a wizard or something? Is stuff like that even real?”

“M’Agunt is filth.”

She didn’t like M’Agunt either but Kyro’s response still seemed a little extreme. Nevertheless, he seemed to have gone into a mood and she decided to end the conversation there as they walked the rest of the way to her apartment in silence.

As they approached her door, she turned to face him.

“Thanks for walking me back. I...” Her gaze sauntered to the street below as she tried to choose her next words carefully. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to say to him or if she should say anything at all.

It was during this moment while she stood there that her gaze focused on the alley connected to the street and her blood ran cold.

There, looking right back at her was Shive. He was staring unashamedly.

What the actual hell?

Without realizing what she was doing, she gripped Kyro’s arm, her eyes widening as she stared at the alien in the street.

“What the—”

As Kyro turned to see what had drawn her attention, Shive slipped out of view.

“What is it?”

“That alien that had stopped me in the market. The cockroach one.”

“Cockrosh?”

“Shive. Shive I think his name was, right?”

“Shive?” Kyro snarled, the contempt returning in his voice immediately. “What about him?”

“I just saw him. He was standing there, just looking at me.”

Kyro’s head snapped to the street and she could feel his muscles tense under her arm.

“Go inside,” he said, not looking at her as he began moving toward the gravity lift that would take him back down to street level. “Go inside and engage the locks.”

Evren nodded, reluctantly letting go of his arm as she did what she was told.

Minutes ticked by that seemed like hours.

As she paced by her window overlooking the street, she could see Kyro down on ground level.

He was moving through the crowd with such ease and grace that it didn’t even seem as if he was hunting someone. But she knew.

She was sure she’d seen Shive there by the alleyway.

What had he been doing? Why had he been watching her so much lately?

Was he still pissed about what had happened between them in the market?

Whatever the cause for his behavior, she was sure it wasn’t good.

No one stalked another person and watched them from afar like that with good intentions.

She watched as Kyro turned and headed back toward her and her shoulders sagged.

He hadn’t spotted the other alien, but she knew she wasn’t going out of her mind.

Shive had been there. He’d been following them, and he’d been watching her.

The thought made goosebumps form on her arms.

As Kyro reached back at her door and the bell chimed, she pressed the panel along the wall and the door slid open.

“You didn’t see him did you?”

“No. He was not on the street. Not that I could see at least.”

Evren gulped, moving so Kyro could enter the room.

As the door hissed closed behind him, she brought her fingers to her lips, biting the remaining nails that were there.

“I didn’t imagine him. I’m sure I saw him. He was there the other day too.”

“What?”

“I saw him. Watching me like he was just now.”

“Why didn’t you mention this before?” Kyro was staring out at the street through her window now, his eyes narrowed and his pupils contracted with focus.

“I don’t know. I didn’t wanna stir any trouble and I was hoping he’d just go away. This is the Restitution...am I not safe here?”

Kyro’s eyes hit her so solidly, the gravity of his next words fell on her. “Evil can persist even in the noblest of organizations.”

A breath shuddered from her body.

“What do you think he wants?”

Kyro’s pupils dilated at that question so slowly, she felt herself warm underneath his gaze. “I think we both know what he wants. Many feel the pull. I saw them today. Watching you. Wanting you.” He almost spat the words as if the thought angered him. “You are a very attractive female.”

Immediately, she wanted to ask if he felt the pull too. Was he attracted to her as well? But she bit her tongue.

“Against human customary politeness, I demand to stay the night.”

Demand?

A giggle began in her throat as she regarded him.

“Well, when you say it like that...” She smiled at him.

That feeling of being completely at ease around him was returning.

“Do you accept?”

When she nodded, she tried not to show just how thrilled the prospect of him staying over just to keep her safe was making her.

She could see his shoulders visibly relax.

“Good,” he said, as if he’d expected some resistance on her end.

“Good,” she replied. There was no resistance on her end. As a matter of fact, her first order of the evening was to get him a blanket so he could be comfortable.

Tonight, she would have company—the first real company she’d had in many, many moons.

Completely platonic or not, she was going to take it in stride and accept it.

Nope.

Certainly, no resistance here.

14

Unknown transmission

“I have news, your excellence.”

“Report.”

“I have been watching the human diligently, as you requested. I have even enlisted the help of others to track her movements.”

“When can I expect her delivered?”

“Soon, your excellence. I am making arrangements for the shipment as we speak.”

A low chuckle spread over the connection, the laughter filled with sounds like bubbles popping. “I am pleased to hear this.”

“There is just one problem, your excellence.”

“Speak.”

There was hesitation on the other line.

“The Borxclan, Kyro, is suspicious of our movements. He is remaining in her quarters for the dark-period.”

There was silence on the other end from the receiver and if not for the crackle of the connection, one would have assumed the connection