All Chapters of Alien Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Diana rubbed her tummy and smiled as she pictured what grew inside. Her visit to the doctor with Lisa had confirmed it. I'm pregnant. Diana almost giggled as she pictured the headline back home, boldly displayed in a newspaper title. Woman Gives Birth to Blue Alien Baby. The physician who'd examined her had been unable to confirm the sex yet-that would have to wait a few more weeks-but the baby so far seemed healthy with a strong, rapid heartbeat, and Diana herself felt great. She couldn't wait to see Kor's face when she told him. She'd even set the romantic scene for her announcement. She'd picked flowers from her garden, not too many because her garden still was in the baby growth phrase but enough for some color. Then she perused her electronic cookbook looking for dishes that Kor's mother had mentioned were his favorites so she could order them with her built-in culinary chef. And finally Diana dressed in a soft pink veil gown, a color he said made her skin look rosy and edib

Diana watched the newscast and cried. They'd found him. Kor was alive! He looked battered and worse for wear, but he lived, and that was all that mattered. Diana smirked as she imagined Kil's reaction to the news of Kor's resurrection. Diana answered the vid comm and saw a jubilant Ele'Anor. "He's alive," she squealed, and Diana, too overcome, just nodded, her own eyes wet. "Do you want me to pick you up on the way to the hospital?" "Yes, please." Diana switched off the screen and, smiling, dressed in her best karimi. She paced, waiting for Ele'Anor, elation bubbling through her. When she heard the knock, she flew to the door and opened it, expecting to see her mother-in-law, but Kil hulked menacingly on her step instead. Diana's smile faltered for a moment before she injected steel into her voice and spine. "You need to leave. Kor is back." "His return changes nothing. You will be mine." Diana felt a flutter of fear at his snarled words.

Anxiousness kept Diana tense as she paced the confines of the room Kil had locked her in. Judging by the less than pristine conditions around her, she seemed to be aboard an older style spacecraft, one with a door that shut manually and locked from the outside. Diana cursed and railed and kicked at the walls and door to no avail. The only person aboard was Kil the psycho. Diana sank to the floor and drew up her knees to lean her head on. Closing her eyes, she felt the tears leaking from the corners as she thought of Kor, who waited for her in the hospital. A wait that would never end. Not to mention a child he will never know, she thought, hugging her hardened tummy. "Psst," came a whisper. Diana brought her head up off her knees. "Who's there?" she whispered back, a tiny thread of hope in the sound. "It's Alphie. Lucky for you I've been keeping an eye on Kil here, and I made sure to hop on this ship before he shut down communications." "Can you stop

The craft landed with a thud that reverberated throughout the vessel. Diana looked around, desperate for something to defend herself with, but the stripped room she'd frantically searched earlier still contained a whole lot of nothing. Determined to at least try, though, she stood to the side of the door and waited, her palms slick with sweat. When Kil opened the door, Diana swung her clubbed hands at his head. To her surprise, he staggered, and she darted out the door. She took two steps before the steel vise grip of his hands closed around her arms and ribs, the strength in him enough to lift her off the floor. Diana wanted to scream in frustration, and she did when Kil chuckled maliciously in her ear. "There's nowhere to run, little Diana." Kil threw her hard over his shoulder, digging it painfully into her stomach. Diana cried, her silent tears running down her face, even as she pounded uselessly at his back. She heard the cranking of metal, followed by a hissing

Lex stood in the bland transport and decontamination room, his naked body tense with anticipation as he waited for the Alpha 350 to teleport him to his intended's location. When nothing happened, he shifted from one foot to another. "Computer, is there a problem?" "You know, we've been travelling together for a few days now. Could you not call me by something less formal? Your friend Kor calls me Alphie," said a voice from seemingly nowhere. "You are a machine," Lex stated for the umpteenth time. "An intelligent one," said the shipboard computer with a sigh. Lex clenched his teeth. The AI unit on this vessel-artificial intelligence, his ass, more like pain in his ass-kept acting inappropriately. A machine that wants to be my friend. He almost snorted at the incongruity. Lex had already noted in the service log the need to service this model. "Please cease with the idle chatter and transport me to my intended mate that I might bond with her and return her