Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5) by A.G. Wilde (best summer books .txt) 📕

as he looked at her and there was obviously something very wrong.

His gray skin was paling.

Rushing to his side, Evren gulped, wide-eyed as her gaze traveled over him.

His skin looked moist, as if he was sweating, and there was a large bandage covering his side.

“Kyro?”

Another low groan moved from his throat as his eyes tracked her under his low lids.

Placing a hand over his forehead, her eyes widened some more.

“Ohmigod, you’re burning up!”

Dropping her datapad to the side of the bed, she rushed into his bathroom. Luckily, his place was laid out exactly like hers, so it was easy to find things.

Grabbing one of the big poofy things that looked like cotton, she wet it in cold water and ran back to the bed, placing it over his forehead.

“Ev-ren...” His voice sounded so different...so weak.

“Kyro. You’re burning up. Where’s the person who’s supposed to be looking after you?”

“...fine.”

“What?”

“I’ll be fine.”

She could feel her brows deepen so hard that her forehead hurt. “Like hell you will. You have a fever and—” Her eyes moved down to his wound, her hand hovering over it helplessly. “God. That must really hurt.”

“...flesh wound.”

She shot him another glare and she swore she saw his eyes lighten and a smile tug at his lips.

“Do you have like...the alien version of ibuprofen or something?” she asked as she walked back into the bathroom, out of habit, to search for fever medicine.

But there was nothing in there except soap berries and more poofy material for drying with. Taking another bit of the material, she wet it too.

“...you doing here?”

“I heard you were injured.”

“...didn’t have to come.”

“I know I didn’t have to come.” Evren paused. “I wanted to come.”

She watched his throat move as he swallowed, his gaze still trained on her.

Moving back to the bedside, she placed the second piece of material over his neck.

“I need to reduce your fever. What can I do?” Grabbing her datapad, she began typing.

“...you doing?”

“Calling a medic. There must be information on how to do that in here somewhere.”

Kyro’s hand shot up suddenly, grasping hers and causing her to jump.

When her eyes met his, his eyes were fully open. “No medic. The fever will go down in a few hours. This is normal.”

“This looks serious. I’d never forgive myself if I listen to you and you die or something. I—”

“No medic.” There was pleading in his eyes. “Please.”

Evren inhaled deeply, placing the datapad away.

“Okay. But what can I do, to make it go away?”

Kyro looked at her for a few moments.

“I am already starting to feel better now that you’re here.”

She could feel her cheeks warm at that.

“At least let me get you some water or something...”

“Okay. Water.”

Glad she could help, Evren smiled.

In the kitchen, she was busy filling the flask with water when she heard the front door hiss open.

Must be his roommate, she thought.

The sound of the door hissing closed came next, just as she was leaving the kitchen with the water in hand.

As she headed back across the living area toward Kyro’s room, as undeniable skunk-like tail went just around the corner and toward the other bedroom.

Evren cocked her head to the side. Had she just seen a skunkat?

She was sure of it.

There was only one thing she’d seen with a tail like that: her animal friend from the shuttle yard.

She didn’t know Kyro and his roommate owned one of them. She hadn’t seen it the last time she’d visited.

Curiosity getting the best of her, she walked around the corner toward the second bedroom, following the path of the animal.

The second bedroom’s door was open and she saw the little animal walk in. She was right; it was one of those skunkats.

Maybe it was the same one. She didn’t know, especially with its back turned to her.

She was just about to call the animal when she saw it stop by the bed in the room and start to grow larger.

Eyes widening as she witnessed what was happening before her, Evren didn’t know if she should scream or run. Didn’t matter, for her body did neither. She couldn’t move.

The skunkat was transforming in front of her very eyes.

Small popping sounds of bones stretching and reforming filled the space as the animal’s body lost its shape, contorting and twisting as it took on the form of a person.

She felt her stomach disappear from within her and her legs grow weak as the contorting finally stopped and she was looking at the naked ass of a man.

As the man turned around, the flask of water she was carrying slipped from her fingers when her eyes met with his.

Impossible.

What she’d just seen was impossible.

As the flask crashed to the floor, drenching her feet and legs, Rokan’s eyes widened along with hers.

A scream echoed through the apartment and it took her a moment to realize the scream had come from her.

Rokan.

The skunkat had just transformed into Kyro’s roommate.

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She was mildly aware that Kyro had somehow risen from the bed and was beside her, his gray eyes trained on Rokan and slowly widening as well, no doubt realizing what had just transpired.

“Qrak,” he breathed.

Still stunned, she turned to face Kyro slowly, her wide eyes still on him, widening even more as she looked at him.

Rokan was a skunkat.

Even as the sentence repeated in her mind, she was mildly aware of Rokan approaching her slowly, his hands outstretched, palms down, as if he was trying to tell her he was coming in peace.

“No! Stay away from me.” Evren backed away from them both.

Rokan was a skunkat. The thought repeated in her head.

How?

How was that possible?

It was impossible.

Yet, she’d just seen it happen, right in front of her eyes.

She’d seen it happen.

“You...” she began, still walking backward until the backs of her legs bumped into one of the seats.

Falling into the seat, she stared at the men before her.

Kyro was glaring at Rokan and Rokan had a look of fear, panic, and regret all mixed in one as he stared at her, arms still outstretched.

“Evren...” Kyro