Cerik (Dragons Of Kelon) (A Sci Fi Alien Weredragon Romance)

by Maia Starr

  “Hekan,” I said.

  “Commander… I mean, Captain. Apologies; I will have to get used to that,” he said.

  “No apology needed. It is I that owe you the apologies,” I said swallowing my pride.

  “Is that so?” he said arching a brow at me.

  “I was an ass when it came to seeing you with Maria. I really thought there was something between you two and that set me off,” I said.

  “I think I know better than to take the human of a commander, especially one as crazy as you,” he said playfully.

  “Yes, you have a point there,” I said with a grin. “Maria told me why she confided in you about the thought that she might have the virus. I am glad that you were there for her. She needed someone, and you are a true friend for not taking advantage of her confiding in you.”

  “I appreciate the acknowledgment,” he said.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “And I hear she is with offspring, so congratulations. And it seems she truly was not infected with that damn virus.”

  “Thank you. No, she was not, and I am extremely happy to know she is with child.”

  “Yes, good news,” he said.

  “And what about you, Hekan? Have you been matched to a human female yet?”

  “No, but I am hoping there is some daring mission that will send me to Earth to get one at some point,” he laughed.

  “No, you don’t. Trust me. Just wait for one to come here to Kelon.”

  “Yes, but until then, I will fill my nights with random lustful encounters,” he said, eyeing a human female across the way. “Excuse me.”

  “You are excused, warrior. Have fun, celebrate,” I said. Then I continued to walk around making the rounds. It was a good night. After all the eating and drinking, I again met up with my love Maria. We made our way back to my hut, our hut, and enjoyed each other’s company in the bed. It was the perfect ending to a perfect celebration.

  A week later, I was called into a meeting in the healer’s hut. When I arrived Jrarka, Ravinn, and the King were there as well as several official Draqua.

  “What is going on here? I was summoned?” I said.

  “Yes, good, we are all here,” the King said. “Go on, Jrarka.”

  “Yes, my King. I have summoned you here with good news. My team and I have thoroughly examined the virus. We know how it is made. What’s more, we know how to make a vaccine. We have already made a batch.”

  “This is great news,” the King said. “Congratulations, Jrarka!”

  Everyone clapped. Then the King looked at me. “Well, Captain. What is the best way to deal with this news?”

  “I think we let it be known. We spread the word far and wide that we have the vaccine to the opposition virus. Let us send a message to all of our moon bases across the galaxy in a way that we know the messages will be intercepted by the opposition. Once they know that we have a vaccine, then they are less likely to try to use the virus again.”

  “I like that idea. I will let you see that it is done, Captain,” the King said.

  “Of course. I will get right on it.”

  “All are dismissed,” the King said. I followed the King out onto the platform and quietly spoke to him.

  “King Hydros, a word?”

  “Yes?”

  “Have you thought about my request?” I asked.

  “Oh yes, your human is with child, and you want to move your marriage up to a sooner date.”

  “Yes, exactly.”

  “Since we the village owe you so much, I do not see any problem with granting that to you. How about in ten days?”

  “Yes, that will do. Thank you, King,” I said with a nod.

  “You are welcome. Now go see to your assignment,” he said.

  I flew off the platform and went to the long-range communications building in the military barracks and got to work. When I was done, it was dinner time. I went to my hut; Maria was not there. I flew down to the village and found her helping in the kitchens. I stood by in silence watching her. She did not know that I was there. I watched her move with precision as she worked. Her long brown hair was in a braid. Her sheer dress showed her ample cleavage in the tied cloth across her chest. Her shapely hips and thighs were visible under the sheer cloth of the yellow dress. She was exquisite and glowing. Finally, she looked up, and our eyes met. A feeling of warmth flowed through me. She was the best damn human female on Kelon, and I deserved her. I was the best damn hero in this village and needed a real woman like her. She walked over to me.

  “What are you smiling about?” she asked.

  “I am smiling at you. You are so beautiful, and I am a lucky Draqua to have you,” I said grabbing her hand.

  “Good answer,” she said. I laughed.

  “Do you want to eat dinner here in the communal?” she asked.

  “Yes, why not? We are already here. But I have come to tell you news,” I said.

  “Yes? I am listening, my alien lover,” she said playfully.

  “In ten days you won’t have to call me that anymore. You can call me husband,” I said.

  “Do you mean…”

  “Yes, I just spoke with the King. He has granted us to move the wedding to ten days,” I said.

  “Aag!” she shouted and threw her arms around me. Everyone turned to look at her scream.

  “We are getting married in ten days!” I shouted.

  The villagers erupted in cheers. Everyone shouted congratulations. Maria and I laughed. The tone of celebration was once again filling the night. We sat down to a boisterous dinner of seafood and Hiwa. The male Draqua congratulated me and the females fussed over Maria. It was a good time. I knew that I was the luckiest Draqua. It was very unreal that it had all worked out the way it had. When I first went to Earth searching for a human female, I was mostly thinking of the entire mission. Never did I think that the female I found would be my life’s mission. I truly was lucky that I landed my ship in that desert on Earth and found her. She was swimming in a pool of water with hardly anything on. I remember it fondly. Now she was going to be my official wife, mate, and mother of my offspring. I could not ask for anything else. The fact that I was promoted to captain and fought well in battle was only a bonus to life with Maria Covallos.

  CHAPTER 21

  MARIA COVALLOS

  It was the last day that I would be Maria Covallos. It was everything that I hoped for and nothing that I expected. When I thought back on being in the Joshua Tree Desert in California, it seemed like a lifetime ago. I hoped that Claudia was alright and able to move on from my disappearance. I did feel guilty about it, but in these circumstances, there was not much that I could do. I could only enjoy the here and now.

  “You look exquisite,” Amelia said as she braided flowers in my hair. I was sitting her hut as she helped me get dressed for the ceremony.

  “Thank you,” I said. “I am nervous.”

  “As you should be. You are about to give yourself away to an alien.”

  We were silent. Then we burst into laughter at the absurdity of what she had said. “It does sound ridiculous, doesn’t it?” I said.

  “Yes it does,” she said. “Now let’s get you down to the beach so you can get married.”

  I stood up. I looked lovely with flowers in my hair and two sheer white dresses on that it made it look more like a solid white dress. I wore white cloth underneath them. I looked like a bride on Earth. “I am ready.”

  The grand marriage ceremony as promised by the King was absolutely lovely and quaint. It reminded me of a marriage ceremony on Earth. I stood next to Cerik Hade with my hands in his as we listened. Everyone was in good spirits on the beach to watch us become a union. We did not recite any sort of official vows. Instead, there were official words that were spoken by the Draqua official.

  “This bond you both partake in. You are taking each other in union as mates and as husband and wife. From this bonding ceremony forth, you belong only to each other,” he said.

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bsp; A long vine was wrapped around our hands. It was lovely and tears were falling down my cheeks.

  That was the end of it. Then there was a grand feast. We were officially husband and wife. After the feast, we went to our little love hut to spend the night in our new marriage bed. I could not have asked for anything more.

  Nine months later, our son was born: Kazon Hade. He was beautiful and perfect. He would have a perfect playmate too, as Amelia had given birth a month and half before I did. Everything was perfect. I could not believe that I had been abducted by an alien, and it actually turned out to be the best thing in the universe that could ever happen to me. I was happy, and I was in love on another planet with an alien dragon shifter that stole me, and stole my heart.

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  Sigisvult: Dragons Of Udora

  (A Sci-Fi Alien Weredragon Romace)

  By Maia Starr

  Chapter One

  Celeste

  There was a rush in the air as we all stood in line, waiting to be chosen by a pack of gorgeous Weredragons. I’d been waiting for weeks to slip my hand into the scaled claws of one of the rugged men who were lined up in front of me, and now the day was finally here.

  Only, it seemed my Weredragon choice wasn’t as fond of me as I was of him.

  “Pleased to meet you,” I said, extending my hand to his as he looked down at it with little expression. I offered him a wry grin; people told me I was endlessly charming, and I foolishly thought it would help me in this situation.

  “Sigisvult,” the alien shifter introduced as he shook my hand.

  I was the second girl chosen in a line of girls who had pledged their allegiance to Riddell, an Earth organization that had unified with planet Udora. Part of this peaceful unification involved women pledging themselves yearly to the Weredragons to be chosen at mates to help repopulate their planet.

  I was more than willing to participate.

  “So,” I said clumsily and all but batted my eyes. “Welcome to life as my partner. I hate to be presumptuous, but I think it’s safe to say you’re going to enjoy living with me.”

  He blinked and cocked a brow. “Is that so?”

  “That is so,” I enunciated, feeling pretty confident that I was looking pretty adorable by now. I had no issues with confidence. I adorned my small body in a white lace dress that stopped just below my knees. I wore a crystal sash, and my hair was in a mess of red curls, a crystal headband tied carefully across my forehead. I wanted this to be just like a wedding day.

  “Hm,” was all he said and his eyes quickly

  “Not happy on this here, your faux wedding day?”

  “Weredragons don’t have weddings,” he snapped.

  “Yeah,” I shrugged. “But this has gotta be a close second. Besides, I’m a girl. So, you basically have to give me this one. Otherwise, I might never have a wedding and… Just, no.”

  “Who’s to say you won’t be married at some point?”

  “Uh.” I blinked. “Well, this whole arrangement is pretty much guaranteeing that, I thought.”

  He shrugged and flashed me a perfect smile, his fangs bared and making me feel oh so attracted to his unique features. But, then he spoke again.

  “Maybe you’ll get married once we’re done.”

  “To you?”

  He glared at me as if I were an idiot and shook his head.

  “Why would I do that?” I laughed nervously.

  “Well, once you bare a couple of my children I can release you if you like. If it’s that important to you.”

  I raised my brows in utter shock and couldn’t help my jaw from nearly falling to the floor. “I thought…” I bit my lip. “I thought Weredragons mated for life.”

  He raised his brows in surprise at the statement and then let out a casual chuckle. I frowned. Perhaps not exactly what I was expecting. I couldn’t deny that he was everything I was promised: tall, muscular, broad shoulders. He had dark, curly hair that fell to his neck and dark scruff covered his face and traced the cleft in his chin. I stared into his dark hazel eyes and saw the curve of his wide nose bridge.

  He was just perfect… to look at, anyway.

  Manners and charm could use some upgrading.

  Still, I took my spot next to him and exchanged giddy glances with the girls who slowly piled into my row with their new shifter mates. We’d all been so excited to go to this new planet, to become mothers and mates to the sexual beings beside us. I’d pretty much wanted to sleep with a Weredragon since puberty. They were so rugged and enticing, so strange and different.

  Even though it was a contract, of sorts, I couldn’t help but get a rush when I thought of how I might be treated on Udora. I wanted to be treated like a queen, a savior of their race.

  “Sign me up for some of that,” a blonde participant said to me as she took her place beside me. Her name was Adalynn and we’d both been crushing on our potential mates for months now. “Is it bad that I want to get this pregnancy going as soon as possible?”

  “The pregnancy or the process?” I teased.

  She snorted into her hands and looked up at me with bashful eyes. “The process,” she continued to giggle.

  “Skank,” I whispered with humor on my tongue. “Go get ‘em.”

  We both laughed and watched the unique experience unfold before us. Dragons would rush up to the line of beautiful, educated women before them and with a large ‘whoosh!’ they would be back in the lineup. The shifters had scales that cascaded over their bodies in beautiful patterns. These would light up as they spotted the woman of their choice.

  Zaphira told us this lighting was meant to signal that they could feel deep in their soul that they were already connected to their chosen one. Adalynn had been chosen by a gorgeous Weredragon with swarthy skin and beautiful purple scutes running down his body. His wings were large and powerful, his scales glowing with lust and love every time he looked at her.

  I looked over at Sigisvult and couldn’t help but notice there was nothing glowing about him. He wasn’t even smiling.

  I didn’t know if this was odd or unusual… but it unsettled me deep in my core.

  After the rest of the Weredragons had chosen, we were all ushered into the glass hallways of the Riddell command center. They wanted us to fill out paperwork, of all things. As we made our way through the chilly halls of the government establishment, I just couldn’t help myself any longer. “Hey, big guy,” I whispered to my blue scaled boyfriend.

  He looked down at me with a smile, though looked unimpressed. “Yeah?”

  “Kiss me,” I demanded, and he grinned in compliance.

  He grabbed the curve of my jawline in his hand and tilted my head up, taking my lips into his and engaging in a battle of kisses, both our mouths fighting for dominance over the other. He flicked his tongue into my mouth and sent a white-hot sensation through my whole body. When the kiss broke, he stared down at me with big eyes that seemed to refocus out of their lustful gaze.

  He smiled, and so did I.

  If nothing else, at least we knew that part worked.

  And then it all went black.

  A moment… A brief, indefinite interval of time. A period of importance, influence, or significance in a series of events. A moment was happening right now, and it wasn’t romantic… it was terrifying.

  The lights in the building crackled above us and everything went dark, the loud sounds of a crash or an explosion filling my ears and surging a panic through my body that was so real I nearly collapsed. Shouts and screams from the crew and chosen ones filled the room with dread.

  I screamed out for Sigisvult and then for Zaphira, but the ringing in my ears prevented any noise from coming through. I crouched down to the ground and only then realized the windows had shattered, glass covering my hands and scraping against my knees as I crawled along the marble floors.

  The room was dark and hollow, with smoke billowing everywhere. I could feel bodies being pushed up against me,
felt the ground moving as though on wheels. I shifted to try and see through the darkness before weakly grabbing at the person next to me, tiredly asking for Sigisvult. I was greeted with a woman’s whispered voice instructing me to stay quiet.

  Light finally shone through the slats of the windows, illuminating the dimly lit room. There were agonizing minutes of silence and a song of hushed breathing shared by the lot of us before I felt a cold, slick hand land on my shoulder.

  It was Sigisvult.

  “It’s the rebels,” he said as he plucked me up into his arms and gripped me tightly. “Come on, let’s go.”

  With one gust, his wings emerged and we flew to the front of the pack.

  The next few hours were another blur before we were crammed into a safe house with Zaphira barking orders. She was the leader of Riddell, and there had been rumors of a rebel group on Udora for many years now. The rebels wanted to break away from the alliance with Earth.