Kyris: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 4) by A.G. Wilde (ebook reader with built in dictionary .txt) 📕

As she nodded, a single tear escaping her eyes, another shadow blocked the light from the corridor.

Raising her gaze, Song realized it was the brother named Kyro. Just like his brother, he filled the doorway, his dark gray skin almost seeming to shift over his muscles as he folded his arms.

“Change of plans,” he said, his gaze locked on Evren. “The Tasqals have located this ship and we are sure they are sending fighters.”

It was almost as if the temperature in the room fell.

“We leave now,” he finished, his gaze still locked on Evren as he spoke even though it was evident the message was for them all.

With one last squeeze of her hand, Athena was moving out the door with Evren not far behind.

Kyro watched Evren leave, his gaze following her till she was out of sight and Song felt she had to clear her throat to catch his attention.

When he turned back around, he finally looked at her then at Kyris.

“We will move Kyris. The Restitution vessel will be here soon,” he finally said.

Song nodded, her hands gripping Kyris’, but she couldn’t stop the fear riding on her spine.

She just had to pray the Restitution reached them before the Tasqals did.

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As everyone kicked into gear, Crex soon appeared on his own to take Kyris from the ship.

His cold eyes never lingered on her for more than a second and Song wondered how Piper didn’t feel terrified in his presence.

Even though he was being relatively calm, she had no doubt he could snap and rage at any second.

He’d lifted Kyris’ limp body over his shoulders and carried him over to the shuttle they would take to the Restitution’s ship waiting in orbit above the planet.

“What are you going to do with the Tasqal ship?” she asked as they boarded the shuttle.

Xul glanced at her from his seat at the helm. “We will leave it to the Mukkians to do as they like. It is not usual for them to get such undamaged goods.”

Sure enough, in the distance she could just see the little men arriving on what looked like some gigantic black snakes.

The creatures made her shiver immediately. And she’d thought the nesters were the only terrifying things living on this planet? Good thing she never encountered those, whatever they were.

As Crex strapped Kyris’ body down to a flat surface in the shuttle, Athena counted that everyone was on board and then they were off, rising high and leaving the sands of Muk behind.

“You’ll get them to get M’Hul on board, right?” Piper whispered to Crex but with everyone silent the whole shuttle heard anyway.

“Another shuttle is on its way to retrieve him,” Crex answered.

“M’Hul?” Song frowned. “Who’s M’Hul”?

“The T-Rex.” Piper smiled at her as her eyes widened.

The what?

“We found him wandering on Muk. We put him in cryo on the Tasqal ship.”

“What?” The confusion must have been in her eyes as Piper grinned.

“Long story.”

Blinking and storing the questions away for later, she turned to Kyris.

As she held his hand, she touched the other to his handsome face. Even in all this, he looked so calm, so handsome.

The shuttle reached space in a matter of what felt like seconds and soon it was as if they were floating.

Ahead was a huge grey ship, so big the shuttle seemed dwarfed by its size.

It was shaped like the teat of a baby’s bottle with turrets and guns to boot.

She was sure she wasn’t the only one in awe as the other women around her also had wide eyes.

“That’s the ship?” Evren breathed.

“That’s the ship.” There was a level of pride in Xul’s voice. “Yce, status on the surface?”

“The Hedgerud guards have found the ship, Captain. The Mukkians and them are now engaged in battle.”

Diana’s eyes widened. “Should we help them?”

“No,” Yce spoke up. “They do not want us to. They want revenge for the attacks to the outposts.”

Xul chuckled. “Little brutal men. We will leave them to it then.”

Crex grunted.

As the planet grew small beneath them and Song looked ahead, it was clear to her that her life would never be the same.

She was in space once again, in a spaceship, no less, and the man of her dreams was by her side.

As she looked ahead, she only hoped the medicine at the base would be enough to bring him back to her.

As the wind rustled the leaves of the ensa tree, Kyris stood and looked up.

His wings were unfurled and he was ready to go to the top, towards that call.

Still, something made him hesitate.

He just couldn’t remember what.

As the wind moved around him, the melody of the breeze flowed into his ear and it took him a moment to realize something…

He knew that tune.

It was a tune about wanting to go home…sung by one of the most captivating voices he’d ever heard.

As he focused on the tune, the wind moving around him and through his wings, he closed his eyes and listened.

It came black slowly, almost like a fleeting image.

Dark hair…

Dark eyes…

His reason for hanging on and the root of the tree.

The reason he’d felt the need to wait.

The reason why he couldn’t answer the call to go away.

His eyes opened suddenly and he knew. How could he have forgotten?

Dark hair…

Dark eyes…

It was coming back to him now.

The person waiting for him.

His person.

His Song.

He couldn’t leave without her.

He had to get back.

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The interior of the ship was just as impressive as the outside.

They were given a wing to themselves for the journey back to the base and it seemed as if everyone was making themselves comfortable.

As she sighed now, resting against the side of the bed on which Kyris lay, she sung the lullaby her mother had sung to her as a child. It was the same lullaby she’d sung on the Isclit slave ship, the same one Kyris had memorized.

It calmed her and made her feel connected to him. She’d taken to singing it whenever they were alone and each time she did, it