Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“Good.” She snuggles against me, her hand splayed over my chest. “Anyway, enough talk of human customs. I just wanted to say thank you for making this the best day ever. For letting me talk to Emma.”
I press a kiss to the top of her head. “I just hope she’s able to answer your questions, pet.” And I hope you ask the right questions. Despite the claiming bite, I’m still nervous that Renee will discover it’s possible to return to Earth—and want to go. That’s the problem with live possessions. You cannot control them completely.
“I’m sure she will. After all, she’ll understand what it feels like… to be on a different planet, to be turned into an Omega, to be claimed by an Alpha king.” She tenses. “Wait, she did get claimed by him, right? They have that same bond thing we do?”
“The soul-bond. Yes.” Khan would never have risked bringing Emma into a room with several other Alphas if he hadn’t claimed her, binding her to him first.
She relaxes in my arms. “Good. Then she’ll know.”
“Know what?”
“Everything, I hope. I have so many questions.”
“Indeed you do.” I reach into my pocket and bring out the other gift I made for her along with the dress. “Here,” I say, laying it across her thighs. “For you.”
“Seriously?” She picks up the shimmering pink leash, rubbing her fingers over it. “Is this what I think it is?”
“To clip to your collar.” I force my tone to remain jovial. “Can’t have you running away.”
“It’s pretty. I guess there’s no harm in wearing it. I did promise to wear what you asked me.”
“You did. You’re a good girl.”
For the first time, I can physically feel her reaction to my praise. A warm glow suffuses her, and the bond between us hums a pleasant melody. “Thank you.”
“My good girl.” I hold her tight for a moment before releasing her reluctantly. “Now, as much as I’d like to sit here all day, I need to get things ready for the call.”
As if in response, Renee’s belly growls. I chuckle.
“And we should have some food.” I signal the jynx.
“Okay.” My pet clambers off my lap. “I do have one request of my own, though.”
“What is it?”
“No more of that goddamn horny tea, please!” She rolls her eyes but she’s smiling.
“The kasewl?”
“Yeah. I do not want to be all riled up and panting with lust while I’m talking to Emma. I promise you can do anything you want to me afterwards.”
“I know. And I will.” Getting to my feet, I slide a hand to cup her neck and draw her to me, bending to speak directly in her ear. “And don’t pretend it was the kasewl that made your little cunt all hot and achy for me. I do that to you. It’s the way you always react to me. You know why?”
A gasp slipped out of her while I was speaking, and I’m gratified by the sudden change in her demeanor. “Why?”
“Because you were made for me.”
Eleven
Renee
At last the suns are setting and I’m about to meet Emma. I can’t remember the last time a day dragged the way this one did.
Krav is on edge. God knows why. What does he think they’re gonna do, whisk me away through the orb? Then again, I guess this is Ulfaria. Anything is possible.
He clipped the leash to my collar before we sat down and now he’s gripping the other end in a tight fist. I’ve heard of possessive guys but this is a whole new level.
Still, I can’t deny that I find all this ownership stuff a bit thrilling. Throughout our marriage, but especially towards the end, Phillip didn’t care at all where I was or what I was doing. What is it they say? The opposite of love isn’t hate, it’s indifference.
The orb is floating in front of us, and it’s much smaller than I imagined. I hope I can see Emma clearly. Despite what Krav might think, I’m not real fussed about Khan. Sure, it’ll be interesting to observe another Alpha king, but I’m not nearly as curious about him as I am about the other human who’s also been through this whole crazy experience.
There’s a flicker on the smooth surface, and slowly two bodies come into focus. One is huge, hulking, lilac-skinned, with long hair and a beard. He looks like a freaking pirate. The other is much smaller—and human—with blonde hair, and skin almost as pale as mine. “Emma!” I squeal. “So nice to meet you!”
“Hi!” she says, “Great to see you too!” Her accent sounds faintly British.
It’s so good to hear someone speak my own language, to see someone who looks familiar even though we’ve never met before. I bite my lip, overcome with emotion.
“Thank you for granting us this audience,” Khan says rather formally. I suddenly wish the guys weren’t here and I could talk to Emma alone. Next time, maybe. Once Krav sees there’s no harm in it.