Free Mated to the Alien King: The Complete Series: A BBW SciFi Alien Romance (Captured by the Alien King Book 12) by Lisa Lace Page B

focused her entire body on him. She looked like she could feel all the pain he was feeling.
    There was another emotion on her face that I struggled to identify. As I watched her, I realized that it could be called longing.
    "I don't know," he said, and her face crumpled. "But I guess I could think about it."
    She got a funny look on her face, and I thought that she would cry this time. But then she smiled.
    "Okay," she said. "I'll take that."
    All of a sudden, she seemed to realize that she and Jared were not alone.
    "But why are you here, Jared? You didn't just come to see your dear old mother."
    And when she said that, she looked nothing like a dear old mother. She looked like the woman who had climbed to the top and had the power of an entire planet at her fingertips.
    "No, mama. We've got a bigger problem on our hands."
    And I watched as she transformed into the President before our very eyes.
    "What's going on?" she glanced around at the rest of us.
    Mana finally spoke up. "We have a problem at Wormhole 87," she said. "A significant problem. The space station has disappeared, and aliens took everyone on it as slaves."
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    Mana, Jared, and the president had gone to contact Susohn. We had explained what had happened to Dar, and she volunteered to communicate with the queen mother, instead, considering the circumstances.
    "I have to find a bathroom," I said, feeling a little nervous about being alone with him. It was the first time we had been alone since he had been mind-wiped.
    "I'll come with you," he said, immediately.
    "It's okay. I'm sure I can manage on my own. I've used a bathroom my entire life." I laughed.
    "You don't want me to come with you?"
    There was an unexpected note of yearning in his voice that took me by surprise.
    "No, I didn't mean that. You can come with me. Just wait outside." I gave him a weird look, but he didn't notice.
    I felt unsure and nervous. It was like we were starting all over again. We were meeting for the first time, and it seemed odd. I sighed as we walked down the hall together. I'd been told to go down the stairs, and I would find a washroom on the right.
    "Is everything OK?" he said to me.
    "Yeah, I'm all right," I said. It was a complete lie. I had lost the love of my life, even though he was walking right beside me, and it was tearing my heart out. Fine probably wasn't the right word to describe what I was. "Not all right" would open up a big can of worms.
    "You seem different from the rest. Could you tell me about our relationship before I was mind-wiped?"
    My mind clouded, and I forgot about needing the washroom for a moment. He wanted me to tell him about our relationship? He wanted to know about what we had done together? How could I tell him that? I couldn't explain to a complete stranger about what we had been through together.
    The idea was ludicrous.
    How long had we been walking to this bathroom?
    "I'm not sure if I can," I finally got out after a minute of silence.
    "Why?" he said, confused.
    "It's complicated, and I have to pee," I said, changing the subject.
    I started walking faster down the hall. He matched my pace easily with his long legs.
    "Here we go," I said. A door appeared in front of me. I was desperate to get away from him before he asked any more difficult questions. I turned and walked in with Dar following behind me.
    As he let go of the door, it shut behind us, leaving us in the dark. Or it was almost dark. There was a tiny emergency light that gave off just enough light so I could barely make out his features.
    "This is not the bathroom," I said.
    "I think it's a closet," he said, and I could sense his presence quite close beside me because the closet wasn't very big at all. I breathed in his scent, and I felt like crying.
    "Shouldn't we go?" I said, not wanting to move. Not wanting to touch him.
    "Kenna," he said, and my heart jumped when he said my name. I swallowed. "Please tell me."
    I felt myself relenting. It wasn't fair to keep it from him, I