Abducted by Aliens (Tales From Angondra Book 1) (55 page)

Chapter 4

Wyser

There was no other way to describe it other than unimaginable. Sinking into her hot and tight body and I nearly blew, but I held off and was able to make it enjoyable for her. She was beautiful and perfect for me. The bond was already strong, and I could feel it growing stronger by the minute. Even though I hadn’t planned to complete the mating this soon, I couldn’t be regretful. As long as she was okay then so was I.

“You okay?”

She looked at me and smiled sleepily. “I’m good, stop worrying so much.”

She must have sensed my emotions. I knew I had hurt her and I hated that moment. “I love you, Princess.”

She puckered her lips and I kissed them. “Love you too, Wyser.” Then she was done for.

My eyes widened because she said the words I thought I was going to have to beg for. I was humbled and completely enthralled by her. She was such a hard woman, yet with me I was starting to see a softer side of her. I didn’t think she would show it to many people but to me she let go.

Now we had to deal with the repercussions of being together. It would not go down well.

I didn’t sleep. Instead I fell into a meditative state and listened to the sounds of Hannah sleeping. She didn’t snore so much as mumble a lot. I couldn’t quite make out her words, but whatever she was dreaming wasn’t pleasant. As soon as I laid my hand on her she fell silent. It was as if she knew I was there and felt safe even in her dream state. Must have been my gift.

I was ready to take her home with me. Mom would get over whatever it was that was bothering her. That was something she wasn’t saying. Something that had to do with Hannah’s father. What it was I had no fucking clue.

When Hannah hands ran over my chest I was yanked out of my subconscious mind. When I looked at the clock it had been four hours. I was shocked. “Wow, it’s already evening.”

She rolled over and laid her head on me and sighed. “You’re still here.”

“Of course I am. Do you think I’d just leave you alone?” I felt her shrug. “You’re outta your fucking mind. We have one more day of classes then I’m taking you home with me.”

She tensed and I slid my hand up the back of her shirt and ran my fingers softly over her tempting flesh. She shivered and I smiled. I had this need to touch her, and not just touch her. I needed to feel the warmth and the silkiness of her bare skin.

“I’m nervous,” she admitted.

“It’ll be fine. Ma was a little thrown off when I told her who you were, but she said she won’t judge you based on your father. It was actually strange. She seemed to know him.”

Hannah set up. “Know him how?”

I sighed. “I’m not totally sure, but not in a good way I don’t think.”

“Then I can’t go to your house. What if my father hurt someone close to her? Shit, she’ll never like me.”

I felt her panic. “Hey calm down. She didn’t say anything like that. She was surprised, but she insists on meeting her oldest son’s mate. I swear she’s already picturing grandchildren.”

I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw her face pale. “Don’t worry I’m in no rush, Princess.”

She nodded. “Thank god, I don’t know if I’m equipped to be a mother.”

Now that didn’t settle well. I may not want children now, but someday I wanted a family. I didn’t care they would be Halves. “I bet you’d be a great mom, one day.”

“I doubt it. I grew up with my father and all of his groupies of haters. Then I raised my brother sort of. Dad didn’t let me learn how to nurture and when I tried—well let’s just say I’m not the softest woman in the world.”

I rolled over lining my body against hers. She was warm and her tits pressed against my chest. It aroused me, and I wanted her again, but I would wait. “You’ve already shown me you can be soft. You helped Aux, and each day you’re nicer to me.”

She laughed a little and I kissed her lips loving how they felt under mine. It was a brief peck on the lips. “See and you laugh more often. You’re eyes are softer. Face it Hannah, you’re changing.”

She frowned and her brows creased. “I’m not sure if that’s a good thing for what’s to come though. I need to be hard. I have to hold on to my anger. It’s the only way. In order to be with you do you know what’s going to happen? I’m the daughter to fucking Eli Nichols for fuck’s sake.”

“That’s what I’m for. You’re getting softer because subconsciously you trust that I can take care of you—of us.”

“I take care of myself, and sorry to say this but I won’t let you near my family so you won’t have to. I have to deal with my family business. It’s not your responsibility.”

“Everything about you is my responsibility now, Princess. You’re everything to me. Don’t you feel how I feel?”

“I do, and I feel it too. I’ve never been more protective over anyone in my life. Not even Ryan.”

“He’s going to be our issue right?”

“Yeah, he told at least Joey about his visit, when you showed. He noticed a change in me and went running home. I thought he’d tell dad, but apparently Joey was my warning before the big bad Eli Nichols.”

“This Joey guy,” I seethed, “Is he like important to the group?”

She nodded. “He’s my dad’s right hand man. He trained him young. My dad’s in his late forties and Joey is going to be 30 in a couple of years. I think my dad always knew Ryan wouldn’t have it in him to lead, and the group won’t be led by a woman. Hence the reason why Joey would take his place, and I would be forced to marry him. Partner in crime and in life or some shit.” She shivered and I felt her fear. It didn’t matter what kind of anger she tried to show, it was the fear that pissed me the hell off. There was something about this Joey person that made her feel panic.

It wasn’t something she showed. Not when talking about her dad or her brother, but this one piece of shit scared her. Something had to have happened, but so far she wasn’t saying anything. I was hoping getting her away from school and at home would help her relax and open up more. I wouldn’t push her to tell me anything she didn’t want to.

“I see. Well you’re not that pussy’s anything. No real man would rough a woman up. Especially not a teenaged woman. You’re so fucking young, and he is apparently threatened by you.

She sighed. “I think it has more to do with the fact that he wants power. He wants to take over the group and without me he doesn’t think my father will still pass the reins to him. That’s my guess at least.”

“Makes sense.”

She brushed her finger over the marks and I shivered.

“For the record even before meeting you I planned to leave. It was never my intention to lead. Mom would roll in her grave if I let his hate build up inside of me. She loved all people—species equally. Before she died Dad wasn’t so bad. He held back his bigotry at least. Mom was all about helping Noxium get rights, find housing, and so many other things. I don’t really know what all she did because my dad doesn’t speak about her—and we aren’t allowed to either.

That was terrible. “I trust you Hannah. You’re too good to run a hate group. No matter how much hate you think you have inside your heart, you’re proving to be stronger than it. Look at you already. You’re mated to a Noxi.”

She blushed. “So the bond you were talking about?”

“Yep, completed.”

She nodded, but didn’t say anything, and I held her loving how she felt against me. I couldn’t wait to get rid of all the shit, and I couldn’t wait to actually enjoy my mate.

Chapter 5

Hannah

I finally dragged my ass out of bed and pulled Wyser with me. We needed to get out of my dorm. I was starving and if I didn’t get up now I wouldn’t. It was too comforting. We had class tomorrow and our papers were due. I hadn’t even started mine yet. Things had been too damn stressful. After I went to eat I’d have to get to work.

I stood at my closet and sighed when the aches kicked it. It was a mix of Joey and Wyser. The first sucked and the second—made me blush. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted more. Sex wasn’t like what I’d imagined. I had really never been interested until recently. Now I saw what the hype was about. All I wanted to do was stay in bed with him for days. Fuck responsibility.

Yeah even if I thought it I would do that. I pulled out a plain navy blue V-neck and a pair of my normal jeans. I left Wyser in bed and went to take a shower. As soon as I stepped under the hot spray my tense muscles relaxed. The ache from the water beating on my back had me sucking in a breath. As good as it felt it also hurt. Joey did a number on me, and as much as I didn’t like to admit it. I was terrified.

If Joey came then my dad wouldn’t be far behind. Too much was at stake, and all I wanted to do was disappear and never have to worry about the shit again. As I scrubbed my hair I thought about all the things that were about to happen. I was going to be called a traitor to my own kind. Every person who believed in my father’s cause would treat me like a leper.

I was not one to care about what people thought about me, but I didn’t want the backlash coming back at Wyser or his family. Especially now that I knew he had a younger brother. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself. Biting my lip I held back the tears I felt forming. I knew what I had to do, and however it ended, he would never forgive me.

I was going to go home with him, meet his family, and enjoy him. Then I had no choice; I had to leave. I needed to go somewhere far away. I didn’t know where I’d be able to go without my father’s influence following me, but I’d have to change my name, and leave the country—most likely.

The thought of leaving Wyser felt like my heart was being torn from my chest. For the first time in a long time I let the tears fall. I needed to mourn all that I had to give up. I felt the warmth on my cheek, tasted the saltiness on my lips. I sobbed alone, in silence. I’d have Spring Break, and then I needed to start my plan.

I had money, and a lot of it. I didn’t think it would be too hard to change my identity. The problem would be keeping my plan to myself. Wyser read me so well already. I worried he would figure it out and try to stop me.

It was in the moment I took every bit of hardness and sucked up my tears. I’d be okay. Saving him was worth the sacrifice of my heart. Even though he’d never forgive me, one day he would understand. I hoped.

I scrubbed my body furiously pissed that I had to make this sort of decision. I was fucking 19 years old. I was supposed to be having fun, falling in love, and getting an education. It wasn’t right that I had to give up my love in order to save him.

I would never forgive my dad. Period I was done. If I had my way I’d take Ryan with me, but he was too far gone into the hate. There was no saving him. Not now. I knew the moment Joey showed up Ryan was lost to me. Any hope I had vanished.

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I brought my clothes in the bathroom for a reason. I knew if I went back into my room in a towel, we wouldn’t be leaving. Quickly, I pulled on my clothes and my stomach rumbled. It was then that I realized I hadn’t eaten all day. I’d had my morning coffee, and that was it. I cringed. I hated being unhealthy, but college did that to me. Wyser did that to me.

I spent more time sleeping and stressed than I did at home. I could handle avoiding my father and his lackeys. Wyser didn’t let me avoid him. From the beginning he took charge of my heart, even when I tried to avoid it I had known it was a lost cause the moment I saw him slouching against that tree eavesdropping on my conversation.

It was then my whole life changed, and I couldn’t bring myself to regret any of it—not even what was to come.

In the end I’d lose, but at least I would know love. That was every girl’s dream, right? Shaking off my melancholy I went back into my room to see it empty. I frowned and went into my tiny living space. On the small table there was a note:

Went to get food. Be back. Don’t leave.

So he knew I was starving and found a way to keep me in my dorm. I knew that he had to of been worried about leaving me alone. He had left his roommate with me all night while he calmed down. I was surprised he left my side long enough to get food. Maybe he felt feeding me was important. I laughed and shook my head. I was losing my damned mind. Everything about how I felt changed.

I had come to college to get away from my legacy and move on. I wanted to start over and be my own person. Now I was tied to a male of the very species my legacy hated. Talk about irony. It reminded me of
Shakespeare.

I was walking down a tricky path and all for love. Was it worth it? Definitely.

Wyser had already changed me, and I felt like a different person. I felt like someone finally saw me. Not my father but just plain old Hannah. It was nice to be recognized as my own person for a change.
 

Chapter 6

Wyser

I took advantage of Hannah taking a long shower to get up and surprise her with food. I knew she had to be starving. I was too. I pulled on my shirt and let myself out of her dorm. I didn’t really want to leave her alone yet. Not so soon after mating, but I would have to go home at some point. I needed to talk to Aux, and I needed to get packed for the long weekend.

I could admit I was a bit nervous about bringing her home. Only because of Ma’s reaction. Otherwise I was like any other newly mated male. I was on high alert, possessive, and protective. I had ulterior motives about bringing food to her. I didn’t want to have to deal with all the fucking males on campus checking her out.

It was bad before but there was something about mating that would make her even more attractive to males. She was beautiful anyways, and even if it didn’t faze her she was checked out all the time. Already I’d seen it in our short time together. She didn’t seem to pay attention though.

Making my way into the small after hour’s pub on campus I grabbed subs and a salad. I’d seen her eating one on more than one occasion.

On my way back I walked fast but something caught my eye. Leaning against the tree near Hannah’s dorm I saw a man. He didn’t belong. Right away I knew something about him was off. It was like there was an evil aura surrounding him. A cigarette hung from his lips and he had his big meaty arms crossed across his chest. To the average person he would have been one intimating bastard, but I chuckled and I felt his glare.

It was then I knew he was someone sent to watch my mate. I wasn’t sure who he was, but he reeked of hate. His hair was blond and stringy, and he sported a thick beard. Even with his muscular arms he looked old in the face. As though he was aging badly. The closer I came to him, the tenser he became. Yep, he was related to my princess somehow, and I had a feeling I wasn’t going back to her dorm a very happy man.

When I was a couple feet away he pushed off of the tree and stalked towards me. He looked a little rough around the edges, but I didn’t feel threatened. Though I had a feeling that was why he was approaching me. He was here to warn me to stay away from her. I wasn’t stupid. I was a bit surprised that I would be getting a warning.

“You, Noxi freak.”

I ground my teeth together and glared at the man, but I didn’t respond to his jibe.

“Hannah doesn’t need more trouble. You’ll only hurt her.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about.” My voice was low and venomous.

He reeled back a bit like he was surprised. “Hannah’s not yours. She’s mine.”

This was Joey. I knew Hannah would flip shit if I touched him right now. My body coiled ready to attack. This had to be the pussy that hurt her. “You’re Joey I take it?”

Again he was surprised. “She told you?”

“Of course she did.”

“She’s mine and I already warned her to stay away from you, but I knew my little pussy wouldn’t listen. She always did have problems taking orders. So this time I’m warning you. Stay away from her or it won’t be you who pays. It’ll be her when I show her what happens to little bitches who whore around.”

That was it. I dropped the bag and jumped into action. He was not a man. He was an animal. The way he talked about Hannah was disgusting. I landed a hard blow to his nose, but he was stronger and much faster than he appeared. He rolled me over and punched me in the eye. His large beefy hand wrapped around my throat, and I knew what he was going for. He didn’t care we were in public. He didn’t care that it was against the law now. This man was out to murder and he didn’t give a fuck who saw.

I laid there, watching him with a hatred that I had never felt before. I bucked my body, throwing him to the side, and even as he tried to keep hold of me I moved faster. He wasn’t totally in shape, his smoking didn’t help. It didn’t take long for his breathing to become a bit ragged.

“Don’t mess with me. I won’t take shit from you. Hannah doesn’t want you, and she will never be yours. Get that through your thick pussy head.”

Joey growled. “I’m no fuckin’ pussy. And you’re gonna regret touching me.” He wiped his lip where I’d cut him when I shoved him off of me. “Tell buttercup I warned her, and now he’s coming for her—and you.”

Then he spit in my direction and strolled away. People around gawked at me. All of them too shocked to move. I glared back at them. “What?”

They instantly stopped staring and moved on like nothing had happened. Humans were fucking weird. They got off on violence. It was no wonder their prisons were over full capacity. Hurting each other seemed to be their thing. Noxium fought and beat the shit out of each other, but they didn’t kill. We didn’t think that was the way to go. Apparently humans had no qualms about murdering in public. It was getting dark, but the sun hadn’t even fully set yet. He took a big risk.

I picked up the food pissed I’d have to explain to her why I had a black eye. I felt it swelling shut already. There would be no way to avoid the conversation and I knew she was going to be pissed as hell. There was no way of avoiding it though. I knew he was going to hit me, at least once. He had a mission, and it was to keep me away and threaten her. It was when he called her those filthy names that I snapped. I would have been fine had he kept his damn trap shut about her.

I sped to her dorm. Trouble was on its way, and she needed to be prepared. Joey wasn’t kidding. The head honcho would be here soon.