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

When she finally arrived at the dock, it was busier than she’d thought it would be.

Every few seconds, a ship landed only to take off again.

Looking around to get her bearings, she wished she could read the signs but her own research on the datapad had shown her which symbol she needed to look for to board the right ship.

She was just looking around at the signs for that symbol when she spotted someone watching her from the shadows of one of the parked vessels.

At first, it wasn’t evident, and she had to squint a bit, the bright sun putting her at a disadvantage, but when her eyes adjusted, a chill ran down her body.

Shive.

He was in the shadows, his gaze focused on her as if he’d been watching her for a while...following her.

Alarm and irritation made the skin at the back of her neck prickle.

Maybe it was the anger that she felt at her situation for having to leave the one thing she actually liked about getting abducted, anger at having to leave Kyro...or maybe she was just angry at the fact that her choices didn’t feel like her own, they felt forced, like things she had to do, not things she chose to do...maybe it was all that, but she was tired of Shive trailing her, watching her, planning whatever he was planning.

Sliding her hand in her pocket, she gripped the cutting instrument that she’d put there.

He should confront her today. The motherfucker wouldn’t know what hit him.

“Oh, look who it is!” M’Agunt’s voice cut through her thoughts and made her skin crawl at the same time. He was dressed in a purple, shimmery dress that would have given any drag queen a run for their money. As he moved up to her, the snarl must have still been on her face because his grin faltered for a bit. “Oh. Is everything all right?”

He seemed to be faking concern or maybe it was just her imagination and general dislike of every being at the moment. But that little second of hesitation caused some of the anger clouding her mind to dissipate a bit.

Sighing, she looked back to where Shive had been only to see that he’d slipped away.

Bastard.

“Sorry, M’Agunt” She forced a smile as she turned back to face the merchant. It wasn’t his fault she was always in a bad mood when she saw him—though, some of the times the bad mood was because of him. “I was a little distracted.”

“I see. I see.” He looked her over, his eyes falling to the bag she held in her hand. “Are you heading off base?”

For a second, she debated not telling him where she was going but then decided, why not? What harm could come of him knowing? She doubted he’d try to maintain a friendship with her if he thought she was leaving. After all, his store was on the base and he had to run it.

“The Interplanetary Hub.”

“Ah.” His eyes lit up. “That’s where I am heading.” He eyed her bag again. “There is space in my shuttle.” He looked at her, something passing behind his eyes that made her skin crawl. “You should ride with me.”

She began shaking her head even before the words formed on her lips. “No. That’s okay.”

M’Agunt’s face fell in that classic M’Agunt style. His skin drooped and sadness was present in his gaze immediately. She realized then that this must be some characteristic similar to a puppy-dog stare.

His forlorn look made her feel as if she was being unfair and was treating him badly.

“It is a long ride to the Hub. And an uncomfortable one in the public shuttles...” he said. “My shuttle is leaving soon and would be a much more comfortable ride.”

Evren looked at the tentacle guy. He’d only ever tried to be her friend. The least she could do was to entertain him this once. Plus, as a merchant, he probably knew a lot about the Hub. He might turn out to be a good companion on her trip.

You know what, fine, she’d ride with him.

She was already feeling like shit, she doubted he could worsen her mood.

“Are you sure you have space? I don’t want to be a bother...”

M’Agunt’s face lit up. “You are riding with me?” Something passed through his eyes that she couldn’t determine. “This was easier than I thought.” He said that last line a little under his breath, but she’d heard him, and it caused her brows to furrow.

Just what did he mean by that?

“What do you mean by that?”

She swore his color paled a little, but he recovered quickly. “You usually brush away my offers of friendship. I am merely surprised.”

Ah.

Something about him still rubbed her the wrong way but it could be because he was more alien than most of the aliens she’d been close to so far. He had tentacles after all.

She’d put it down to that.

“Here comes my shuttle,” M’Agunt said beside her, looking off into the distance.

Turning in the direction he was facing, she saw a large shuttle approaching. It looked much cleaner and newer than the other shuttles arriving and departing from the station.

As the vessel stopped by their feet and the door hissed open, Evren was treated to the interior. Plush cushions lined the seats. It was obviously not public transport.

“After you.” M’Agunt’s voice seemed really close and when she turned, he was right behind her. Far too close for her liking. She’d have to establish some ground rules if they were going to travel together.

Taking a step forward toward the shuttle, Evren gulped, her head turning toward the street that led back to the apartments.

Once she boarded the shuttle, that was it.

It was goodbye forever.

She was going toward a new life and she wouldn’t even remember anything she and Kyro had shared.

Taking another step, she looked back again.

“I can’t do this...”

“What?” M’Agunt’s eyes grew large. “You must board. You have already accepted.”

She could have sworn his temper was beginning to