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He lifted a flask, flashing his tusks. Really, he was kind of cute when he did that, so I wished he wouldn’t. I might be here for some time, and the last thing I needed was to become attached to a male who thought he was my husband.
A tingle shot down my spine and zoomed over to tease my clit. I ignored it.
“I’ll, um, brush and spit outside, I guess.” I waved to the leather flap draped across the only opening in the crystal structure.
He followed me outside, where I brushed my teeth and rinsed, spitting around the side of the blue glassy building. I also took a long swallow of the water, then some more, because it tasted amazing. No metallic flavor and not a hint of plastic or bleach.
Score one for the aliens.
Pleased enough with the results, I peered around, taking in the big blue crystal yurts similar to Aizor’s and set up in a big ring.
“These must be other homes for your . . . clan members.”
He frowned, and his gaze locked on an area above us.
Turning, I peered in that direction, seeing subtle movement. Was someone up there, nearly hidden among the trees? Fear spiked through me. I knew nothing about this world or these people.
Or what might be watching from the woods.
Aizor grunted and a male on the other side of the open area shifted away from the side of a blue crystal building. His sharp gaze slid down my frame and more chills ripped through me. I didn’t know this male, but he didn’t seem happy to see me.
When Aizor snarled and tucked me behind his bulky frame, the other guy lifted his arm. Two more males rushed over to stand with him, hefting swords like the ones Aizor had used to kill the abominable beast after I arrived.
The three males melted behind the crystal buildings.
Aizor continued to stare toward where I thought I’d seen someone—though there didn’t appear to be anyone there any longer.
Not long later, I spied the three males flitting through the woods near that location, jogging upward.
“Who was up there?” I asked.
Aizor said nothing, just kept squinting in that direction.
Maybe his . . . guards, or whoever they were, would take care of the problem—assuming therewasa problem.
My skin still rippled with unease, but I felt relatively safe with Aizor and his alien army nearby.
The moons generated a lot of light, like half of what we got back on Earth from sunshine, though the light contained a vaguely purple hue.
Turning, I took in the small valley with enormous mountains and cliffs all around. On the other side of the big open area, I could barely make out a splice in the mountains, a pass they could travel through, assuming they did much traveling. And beyond the mountains, something vast glistened. An ocean? The moonlight highlighted a bigger valley to my right, peppered with more crystal structures, though none in blue.
Feeling overwhelmed and incredibly tiny when compared to this vast world, I handed Aizor the flask. “I, um, want to go to bed now.” My teeth chattered, but I kept telling myself everything would be alright. I drummed up a smile for Aizor as I tugged aside the leather flap. “Please tell me you don’t snore.”
He huffed and looked at me so oddly, I paused.
When he spoke, only a bunch of gobbledygook came out.
Chapter 8
Aizor
The gods, in their infinite wisdom, had decided my mate would only understand me if we remained inside our home. Or inside any crystal structure, perhaps. We’d test this in the morning.
She stared at me in shock as I tugged her back inside.
I marveled at how her nonsense words suddenly became understandable the moment we crossed the threshold and the flap swung back into place.
“What just happened?” she asked, tugging away from my grip.
