Erun (Scifi Alien Romance) (The Ujal Book 4) by Celia Kyle, Erin Tate Page A
Authors: Celia Kyle, Erin Tate
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solve these issues. We will transition you to Ujal and will make Tabby well.”
“Possibly,” Sece interjected.
He glared at the female, but she did not cower. If anything, a new strength filled her. “Definitely. There is no other outcome.”
Vanessa squirmed in his arms and he loosened his grip. Her bright eyes met his, hope and confusion filling her gaze. “I know I keep saying this, but you don’t even like me. Why would you…”
“I more than like you, Vanessa. And as soon as we are alone,” he turned a glare to the couple, “we will speak of this.”
Chapter Seven
Erun more than liked her. She shook her head. Only hours had passed. From morning to evening she was transformed from disgusted by him to… something else. Something she couldn’t identify.
“Can you…” she tore her attention from Erun and focused on Sece. “Can you give us a minute? Is she okay the way she is now? Without medical supervision? I just…” She shook her head and rubbed her temple. “I just need a second to grasp all of this.”
“Of course,” Sece tilted her head in acknowledgment and then turned to exit the room. But not before she snatched Niax’s arm and dragged him behind her.
Then she was alone with Erun. The second the doors slid shut, she ducked out of his embrace and traveled to the other side of the bed, fighting to put distance between them. She’d been tossed from one extreme to another and she just needed to think for a second.
“Vanessa…” His voice was different. It no longer held the rough, frustrated edge. Now it was softer. Still firm, but layered with a blanket of gentleness that unnerved her.
“I…” She reached for Tabby, stroking her small hand, centering herself before she spoke. “I think you need to sit down and tell me what makes you different, why you changed your mind, and if there will be any… expectations if you do this.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, fingers trembling. “God, Rina must be dealing with a shit storm out there.”
“Do not worry about others.”
“It’s all connected though. Rina is dealing with problems I caused.” She rubbed her temple. “I should talk to her. See how we can spin this. Get the media focusing on someone else.” She snapped her eyes to him. “Are there any new human-Ujal mates that are pregnant? I hate to throw them under the hovobus, but it’d help calm some of the—”
He was next to her in a blink, his large, warm hands tugging her fingers from the bridge of her nose. “You will not think of others. Only yourself and Tabby.”
His tone was firm and his expression told her it was non-negotiable.
She kinda liked that. It was almost permission to be selfish and concentrate on her daughter.
“Okay,” she swallowed hard, finding it difficult to think with Erun so close to her. His scent surrounded her, the aromas of sun and sand soothing her with every breath. “Okay. So you’ll talk to me then. Tell me why you think this is a good idea. Why you want to risk tying ourselves together and you’re so insistent that you donate.” Erun grasped her hand and tugged her away from the bed, but she stood fast and shook her head. “No, I can’t…” Tears stung her eyes and she stared at her baby. “I can’t let go.”
She sensed him moving away and padding through the room, but her eyes remained firmly locked on her daughter. Then he was back, the scrape of metal on the hard ground sending a chill up her spine, but when she looked back it was to find two chairs. One sat right behind her while the other rested two feet away.
Cozy.
“Sit. Rest. This… is not a pretty story.” He glared at her. “And you will not pity me.”
Vanessa shook her head. “I won’t pity you.”
“Very well.” He lowered to the seat, thighs spread and he gripped his knees as if he held on for his life. “Some state I am not an Ujal. Not many. And if they do speak the words, it is only once.” His lips quirked up in
“Possibly,” Sece interjected.
He glared at the female, but she did not cower. If anything, a new strength filled her. “Definitely. There is no other outcome.”
Vanessa squirmed in his arms and he loosened his grip. Her bright eyes met his, hope and confusion filling her gaze. “I know I keep saying this, but you don’t even like me. Why would you…”
“I more than like you, Vanessa. And as soon as we are alone,” he turned a glare to the couple, “we will speak of this.”
Chapter Seven
Erun more than liked her. She shook her head. Only hours had passed. From morning to evening she was transformed from disgusted by him to… something else. Something she couldn’t identify.
“Can you…” she tore her attention from Erun and focused on Sece. “Can you give us a minute? Is she okay the way she is now? Without medical supervision? I just…” She shook her head and rubbed her temple. “I just need a second to grasp all of this.”
“Of course,” Sece tilted her head in acknowledgment and then turned to exit the room. But not before she snatched Niax’s arm and dragged him behind her.
Then she was alone with Erun. The second the doors slid shut, she ducked out of his embrace and traveled to the other side of the bed, fighting to put distance between them. She’d been tossed from one extreme to another and she just needed to think for a second.
“Vanessa…” His voice was different. It no longer held the rough, frustrated edge. Now it was softer. Still firm, but layered with a blanket of gentleness that unnerved her.
“I…” She reached for Tabby, stroking her small hand, centering herself before she spoke. “I think you need to sit down and tell me what makes you different, why you changed your mind, and if there will be any… expectations if you do this.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, fingers trembling. “God, Rina must be dealing with a shit storm out there.”
“Do not worry about others.”
“It’s all connected though. Rina is dealing with problems I caused.” She rubbed her temple. “I should talk to her. See how we can spin this. Get the media focusing on someone else.” She snapped her eyes to him. “Are there any new human-Ujal mates that are pregnant? I hate to throw them under the hovobus, but it’d help calm some of the—”
He was next to her in a blink, his large, warm hands tugging her fingers from the bridge of her nose. “You will not think of others. Only yourself and Tabby.”
His tone was firm and his expression told her it was non-negotiable.
She kinda liked that. It was almost permission to be selfish and concentrate on her daughter.
“Okay,” she swallowed hard, finding it difficult to think with Erun so close to her. His scent surrounded her, the aromas of sun and sand soothing her with every breath. “Okay. So you’ll talk to me then. Tell me why you think this is a good idea. Why you want to risk tying ourselves together and you’re so insistent that you donate.” Erun grasped her hand and tugged her away from the bed, but she stood fast and shook her head. “No, I can’t…” Tears stung her eyes and she stared at her baby. “I can’t let go.”
She sensed him moving away and padding through the room, but her eyes remained firmly locked on her daughter. Then he was back, the scrape of metal on the hard ground sending a chill up her spine, but when she looked back it was to find two chairs. One sat right behind her while the other rested two feet away.
Cozy.
“Sit. Rest. This… is not a pretty story.” He glared at her. “And you will not pity me.”
Vanessa shook her head. “I won’t pity you.”
“Very well.” He lowered to the seat, thighs spread and he gripped his knees as if he held on for his life. “Some state I am not an Ujal. Not many. And if they do speak the words, it is only once.” His lips quirked up in
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