Kyro: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 5) by A.G. Wilde (most important books of all time txt) 📗

“Or what?” he asked, his voice dropping low as he leaned over her.

She only realized then that he had four eyes: two smaller ones to the sides of his head and two large ones forward. His head was shaped like that of a roach, his mouth opening right at the bottom. He only needed antennae to make him look more like an insect.

“Let go of my wrist.” This time, her words came through gritted teeth and Evren swallowed hard, jerking her hand once more to get him to release her. He wasn’t reducing the pressure on her wrist and he wasn’t letting her go.

Should she scream for help?

She’d thought this settlement, the entire base, was a safe place. For a week, she hadn’t had any problems with anyone. And the first time she ventured out by herself, this happened?

This wasn’t a matter of misinterpreted social customs. This alien was being purposely threatening.

“I quite like holding on to your weak little hand.” He leaned closer. “Imagine the fun we could have.”

You know what, fuck this.

In one movement and as fast as she could muster, Evren dropped her basket and aimed her index finger straight for the male’s eye.

“I said, LET GO!”

He didn’t see it coming.

Her finger went straight into his eye and he reared back with a shout, his face contorting in pain and then anger.

“Now why did you go and do that?” The eye she’d wounded was closed but the other three blinked at her.

To her horror, the male wasn’t derailed. His anger melted away into a wicked grin, the plates at the edge of his mouth moving to the sides. “Soft things like you shouldn’t be out here alone. Come back to my quarters. We could—”

His words were cut off and it took a moment before Evren realized why.

A large, gray hand was closed around the alien’s neck, cutting off his airway.

For a second, the chitinous male just blinked at her before all three of his open eyes looked back to see who was threatening his life.

“She isn’t here alone,” a familiar voice said. “She’s with me.”

5

Raising her eyes to the owner of the hand and voice, Evren felt something within her relax with relief.

Kyro.

Tall, bald, and gray, Kyro was standing there, looking thunderous.

The edges of his narrow nose flared in anger as he glared down at the male in his grasp...and heaven help her...this wasn’t the moment to be considering this but...bald was suddenly very, very sexy.

Shive released her wrist just as he was pushed away from her by a pissed off Kyro.

And he was really pissed off. She’d never seen him with such annoyance etched in his features before.

His large shoulders were hulked and tensed. The muscles in his arms seemed to pulse. His gray eyes spit fire and his handsome, sculpted face was transformed into a murderous look.

Forgetting about the chitinous alien almost immediately, Evren gaped up at Kyro.

Where had he come from?

She hadn’t seen him approach, but perhaps in her preoccupation with Shive, she hadn’t noticed.

“Didn’t know you were so involved with the rescues.” Shive laughed. “Good old, Kyro.” His laugh was deep and could have been nice to listen to but after what he’d just pulled, it only made her skin crawl.

Kyro took a threatening step toward the alien and Shive seemed to shrink a little, even though he remained standing firm in the same spot.

Evren’s eyes followed Kyro as he moved. She couldn’t help herself.

He was tall. Menacing.

He was...impressive.

And this vibe he was giving off...fuck her. It was making her think all manner of things she shouldn’t be thinking.

Sure, she’d noticed before that he was attractive. But not like this. This time, it was different. He’d always been aloof and serious...never angry and, dare she say, protective?

Maybe it was because he was here, like some knight in shining armor—or rebel in modified vests and trousers, really—why she was having these thoughts.

“She is off-limits.” Kyro came up so close to Shive, he was breathing down the male’s neck. She could see Shive shiver and even though she was standing right there, she had to strain her ears to hear Kyro’s next words. “Never set foot near her again. Do not even breathe the same air she breathes.”

She watched as Shive’s tail swished behind his body for a few seconds before he grinned—the type of grin that said “fuck you. I really hate you but I’m smiling like I don’t.”

“Just a simple misunderstanding,” Shive muttered. As Kyro released him, Shive’s gaze flitted to her just once before he moved away and disappeared into the crowd.

Kyro watched him go, his back turned to her and Evren found her eyes roving over his wide shoulders. When he finally turned to face her, she found she had to pull her gaze up to his face.

“Thank you.” Please God, don’t let her look like Thirsty Betsy right now. For she was sure her eyes were displaying her every emotion.

Kyro looked down at her, his silver gaze meeting hers and she was surprised that the hostility that had been in his eyes just a second before was no longer there.

“Have you been hurt?” he asked, taking her arm into his as he turned her wrist over in his hand.

His touch was warm and smooth and after what just happened, it made her lady bits tingle.

Sue her. She loved a good show of masculinity.

“No. It was just uncomfortable,” she answered as he let her hand go to take up her basket and hand it back to her. “I didn’t expect such a thing to happen to me all the way on another planet.”

“Shive is a slimy fool.”

His utterance was so sudden and so blunt that it made her huff out a small laugh.

She could agree with that.

“There are not many like him on the base. But the few that are present prey on newcomers like you.”

“Well,” her smile came easily, “I was quite lucky you came along, wasn’t I?”

Something passed