All Chapters of Alien Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Hours later, sexually sated again, Diana heard her stomach growl to her intense mortification, a sound that Kor, who snoozed lightly beside her, thankfully didn't hear. Diana crept out of the room and decided to finally check out her new home. She wandered down the hallway outside her bedroom and found two more bedrooms, somewhat smaller than hers but each with a window overlooking a virgin backyard with a lone yellow tree. I see a garden and a patio in our future. And maybe even a swing set for the kids eventually. While I'm at it, I might as well put on an apron, heels, and pearls and call myself Martha Stewart. Jeesh, could I get any more housewifey? Diana couldn't seem to stop the flow of thoughts and ideas that kept popping into her head. Apparently her mind had accepted her new status and was already looking ahead. As for her heart, thinking of her blue hubby, Diana knew her heart had already been lost. Trying to ignore her almost epiphany, she kept exploring and found the

Diana fussed with her hair and tugged at her karimi, the official name for the garment all the women wore. "Are you ready?" called Kor. "Almost," she said and bit her lip. What am I so nervous about? I already met his mother. This is just dinner. And meeting his dad for the first time. Diana sucked in a deep breath, still not understanding why she felt so nervous. Kor stuck his head around the doorframe. His eyes brightened with appreciation. "You look beautiful. Maybe we should stay home," he said, coming into the bathroom and placing his hands on her waist to pull her in close. Diana pushed him back. "Hands off. It took me an hour to get my hair to cooperate, and I am not letting you mess it up 'til we get home from your parents'." Kor smiled at her mischievously. "Come on, Diana. They won't care. My mother might even applaud the fact that we're taking this grandchild-making business so seriously." Diana laughed and slapped at his groping hands. "Y

Alone for the first time since their arrival, Diana prowled her new home looking for something to do, but she couldn't even find one speck of dust to clean. Their robot maid had already done all the work. Sighing, Diana dropped onto the cushioned couch that had arrived yesterday and now held a position of prominence in their living room-and a fond memory that still made her blush. Now what do I do with myself? I wonder if they've got any Earth books I can read. But then Diana remembered something the robot hadn't done yet, the front yard. She could get started on making their own statement in the blooms and design she chose. Rummaging through her closet, she cursed, realizing the only thing she had to wear were the stupid veil dresses. I can't garden in those. Diana thought about knocking on Lisa's door across the street to see if she had anything appropriate but then had a better idea. She raided Kor's closet and found a dark-colored shirt and pants to wear. The shir

After Diana went to sleep, Kor called his father, who answered brusquely. "What is it?" "Kil visited Diana today." Kor's father's face aged in a moment, his strength of will sapped by those simple words. "Did he hurt her?" "Not this time," Kor replied tightly. "But he frightened her. You need to do something about this, or I will." Kor's father looked suddenly haggard on the view screen, and he rubbed his aging blue face with a big hand. "I'll talk to him. If I he shows up again, let me know, and I'll talk to the institution." Kor felt a moment's regret that it had come to this, but truth was they should have done something about his brother a long time ago. There was something not right about the plague children, and it went far beyond their different skin tones and looks. Their entire psyche seemed damaged. Kil had remained free of the madness longer than most of his ilk. However, Kor finally gaining a mate, it seemed, might be the catalyst that finally

When Kor came home for dinner, Diana threw herself on him and clung to him desperately. He hugged her tightly. "What's wrong?" he asked with concern. "Did Kil come back?" Diana shook her head against him then, her voice breaking, told him, "Claire killed her mate and herself. She was pregnant, Kor. How could she do that? I know she was unhappy, but why?" Kor said nothing, just scooped Diana up and carried her to their living area, where he sat down with her cuddled on his lap. Diana shook in his arms and cried. She couldn't have even said why. She'd barely known Claire. She obviously didn't feel the same way about her marriage as Claire had. But Diana cried anyway. Cried for the loss of the life she knew, cried for the loss of the child who wasn't wanted, cried because she loved her husband but he would never say the words back because his culture didn't have a word to say love. And Kor, understanding her need to release, it seemed, just held her. He said not a