Mated to the Alien King: The Complete Series: A BBW SciFi Alien Romance (Captured by the Alien King Book 12)

by Lace, Lisa

  “Dobu has an oscillating magnetic field,” Kenna said, quietly.

  “What? Be quiet, everyone,” Jakk said, holding up his hands for silence. “What was that, Kenna?”

  “I said, Dobu has an oscillating magnetic field. It helps the plants to grow better. It was one of the reasons it was used as the site for our experimental plant program.”

  I smiled. How did she know this stuff?

  “Holy shit, she’s right,” Jakk said, and he grinned admiringly at Kenna before running to his console and shouting coordinates. “Straight to hyperdrive. We’ve got to get out of here. Mo, continue to evade their transporter beams. Strap in everyone. We’re going to Dobu.”

  *

  As Jakk and his crew expertly landed our space craft on Dobu, Kenna and I monitored the spread of the alien ships. Because they were so enormous, they were not able to use hyperdrive and it would take them days, weeks, or even months to reach all the corners of the galaxy.

  I didn’t think they cared how long it took them as long as the slave ships came back full.

  On the small view screen we saw that there were currently three hundred ships that had come through and were slowly spreading out through the galaxy. Earth and Susohn were both quite close to the wormhole and would be some of the first to be captured. I closed my eyes in pain, thinking of all the innocent people that I had failed to protect.

  “Dar?” Kenna said, and I opened my eyes. “It’s not your fault.”

  I sighed.

  “I’m the king. It’s my job to protect them. If they are enslaved by some mineral-crazy alien race, then I have failed. And it is my fault.”

  She made a face and shook her head.

  “It’s not your fault,” she said again and took my hand. I ignored her words, which I didn’t believe, and looked at her hand instead. Once the surgeons had got to it with the proper technology, they had been able to heal it without scarring. It was amazing considering how bad it had looked to begin with. There had been no skin left and there had been a lot of infection, which had worried the doctors. Thank goodness she had come out of it okay.

  “It looks pretty good, doesn’t it?” she said, taking her hand away from mine and twisting and turning it in front of us. “Did I ever thank you for stopping the bleeding? They said you saved my life.”

  I shrugged.

  “You would have done the same for me.”

  “I would have. But thanks anyways.”

  “You’re welcome,” I said.

  There was a slight bump and we looked at the large view screen.

  Dobu.

  We were there.

  Kenna glanced at me.

  “Come on, Dar. There’s a meeting at oh two hundred.” She smirked at me. “And you’re running it. We have to figure out how to stop those bastards.”

  I groaned. Now I would have to pretend a decisive guy who was in command and I wasn’t. II wondered how I could be so different without my memories. Still, in spite of the differences between who I was now and who I had been before, I thought that I had been doing a marvelously good job pretending to be myself — so far anyway.

  “It won’t be that bad,” she said, patting my knee. “I’ll be right beside you.”

  “Kenna, I don’t know who that guy was that I used to be but I’m not him anymore. I’m not confident. I’m not a decision-maker. I’m not a…a king. I can’t do those things he used to do.”

  I dropped my head, staring at my hands.

  “Dar, listen. Remember how I told you that I remember who you are? What I remember is that, yeah, you were this take charge, used to being in control, really assertive guy. But you also showed me a side of you that you didn’t show many other people.”

  “What?”

  “You told me about your grandfather and you taught me how to do birdcalls and you trusted me with your heart. When we were alone together, you were often like you are now. The first time I saw the kingly you was when we returned to Susohn. And don’t get me wrong, that’s you, too. But this softer Dar is just as real.”

  I shook my head.

  “Look, I know it’s going to be hard to go in there and act like you’re in charge but you just have to remember, they believe that you are the Dar who remembers himself. All you have to do is act like that guy. You learned to be that way once. You can learn it again.”

  Those were both good points. It wasn’t much fun starting over learning these things now, but it could be done.

  I nodded decisively and Kenna smiled.

  “Okay. I’m ready.” I said. “Let’s do it.”

  *

  We walked into the meeting and Jakk had his high-level staff present — scientists, engineers, and his second in command. They were there to provide the front line perspective of people who were in the trenches.

  My mother was being patched in on a view screen from Susohn and the President on Earth was on another view screen. There were various other people who I assumed were either important or had information that could help the politicians make good decisions. I didn’t recognize any of them besides my mother and the President, but Kenna had told me that most planets were going to be represented.

  I was instantly intimidated and I stopped dead in my tracks as soon as I entered the room. Kenna was on my arm and immediately pulled me forward so that it appeared that I had only stumbled. Then she spoke out of the side of her mouth.

  “Don’t show fear or weakness around these people. It’s a bad idea. They can’t know that you’ve lost your memory.”

  “I can’t do this,” I whispered out of the side of my mouth.

  “You can and you will,” she said, and we sat down at our place at the conference table.

  The reconstruction that had taken place on Dobu since we had left was amazing. It looked the way I imagined it was before it had been bombed by the AEA terrorists.

  After we entered, the buzz in the room died down and everyone became quiet. I stood up.

  “I’d like to welcome everyone here today,” I said, my palms sweating and a feeling of absolute terror in my chest. “An alien threat has come to our galaxy and their intention is to enslave all of us. We need to decide what to do and how to neutralize this menace before all of our peoples are turned into slaves.”

  So far, so good. I took a deep breath and went on. I gave a brief summary of what had happened so far, explaining about the space station disappearing and then the army we had assembled, which had also vanished. I talked about the slave ships and how many people we thought they could hold. For the parts that I didn’t remember, I referred to the notes that Kenna had made for me.

  “So they have enough room, really to take the entire population of our galaxy back to their mines,” one distinguished looking woman said. I saw her name tag indicated that she was from Mirallaley, where we had got our intergalactic communications technology from. I nodded.

  “Yes, it is a grave threat to all of us.”

  “So, what are we going to do about it,” said a young blonde woman who represented the planet Novu.

  We discussed for well over an hour with many people giving their opinions and ideas. I felt weary and like we would never decide on a course of action. Then a human scientist who was a part of Jakk’s crew — Elara — a small, quiet woman who hadn’t said a word the whole time, spoke up.

  “The problem is that they are coming through the wormhole. We need to stop them from coming through the wormhole.”

  “What is your proposal?” the President of Earth said.

  Elara took a deep breath.

  “We need to destabilize the wormhole.”

  There was a chorus of dissent over the idea and Elara winced and sat down, looking uncomfortable. I calmed them all down and addressed the petite scientist.

  “Let’s say we all agreed to do this. How would we go about it? What are the risks?”

  “It’s a simple procedure. We can use the same technology that helped us stabilize it. I don’t know how much you know abo
ut wormhole science,” she said, glancing around the room. “But before we can make a wormhole safe enough for entry, we actually need to decrease its stability because it helps the particles come into line more easily. It has to do with Manuella’s law.”

  Seeing the blank looks on the faces around her, she went on without any more technological explanations.

  “My point is that the technology that stabilizes the wormhole can be used to destabilize it.”

  “And that would prevent any more ships from coming through it, right?” I said.

  “Yes,” she nodded. “And it would destroy any ships that were coming through at the time.”

  “But Elara,” Jakk said, standing up with a frown on his face. “You’re neglecting to tell them that it would also turn the wormhole into a black hole, that would cause super volcanoes, massive earthquakes, and make Earth and likely Susohn, too, completely uninhabitable. These effects would eventually kill anyone unlucky enough to still be on those planets at the time of the destabilization.”

  Elara looked surprised at Jakk’s in-depth knowledge of wormholes. She flushed, looking uncomfortable at being put on the spot, but pressed on.

  “That’s true. But I think we can control it and only let the destabilization go to a certain point before we reverse it.”

  “What about the ships that have already come through?”

  “My proposal would have a suction effect that would pull any space craft in the vicinity into the wormhole and destroy it. This certainly isn’t a panacea. Any of their vessels that are further in would have to be destroyed by the usual means — chased down and blown up.”

  Jakk looked completely taken aback. He looked at me and then back at Elara.

  “Not a bad idea, Ms. Aritza,” he said, sitting down.

  Elara blushed again.

  Other people had questions but it was by far the best idea we had had in the hour since we had begun. We took a vote and it won by a large margin.

  As we walked out of the meeting room, Kenna glanced at me.

  “Well, that went well. That Elara’s a smart cookie.”

  I nodded.

  “Now all we have to do is make it happen without destroying our planets.”

  KENNA

  I hated hiding.

  Every other kid loved playing hide and go seek. I never did. My cousins used to come for visits once in a blue moon and sometimes they wanted to play hide and seek. I would make sure and hide somewhere I was sure to be found. If I had hidden too well, I would make little chirping noises until the seeker came looking and found me. I didn’t like the whole idea of hiding and being where no one could see you. It just seems to go against something in my personality.

  And yet, here we were, hiding. We were skulking around on Dobu, waiting for the scientists to finish making the calculations necessary to destabilize the wormhole. They had used the computers to figure it out, of course, but we couldn’t depend on computers. The scientists were redoing every calculation by hand to make sure it was right. They needed to know exactly what to do in case they had to step in and adjust the parameters manually for any reason.

  With billions of lives hanging in the balance, we were not going to leave it all in the hands of a computer.

  Elara was heading the team and she seemed to me to be the smartest person I had ever met. Not even Jared could compare. When I looked at the calculations, they all seemed like chicken scratches or Greek to me, but to her and the other scientists they meant something. Something that would save lives.

  I have to admit, I was in awe of them. Sure I had my own kind of intelligence but this kind of raw book smarts just impressed the hell out of me. I wandered in to one of the lounges in an empty part of the complex and there was Elara, as if my thoughts had made her materialize.

  “Oh, hey, Kenna,” she said. She had a far away look in her eyes, like she had been deep in concentration when I had walked in and broken it.

  “I’m sorry,” I said, hastily. “I’m disturbing you. I shouldn’t have come here.”

  “No,” she said, putting out a hand. “Don’t go. Please. I’m just finished this. And I’m so tired I can’t see straight anyway. I could use a break.”

  “Do you want to go for a walk, then?” I said. “I know a nice place and it’s a beautiful day. For Dobu anyway, if you ignore the incessant wind and fine dust particles.”

  She laughed. It was a bright tinkly sound and her face lit up with happiness. If I’d based my assessment of her on the way she had appeared at that meeting, I would have said she was small, mousy and unattractive. But now, when she was comfortable, and with laughter in her eyes, I could see her for the magical girl she was.

  She was a tiny woman, with a light frame and small perky breasts. She was perfectly proportioned for her size. Her red hair was cut in a short pixie cut that suited her immensely. Her eyes were green and radiated intelligence. The way she was laughing now gave her an air of mischief that she had to conceal when she was at her respectable scientist job.

  “These coveralls are something else,” she said, pulling hers on.

  “I know, but it beats changing every time you go outside, right? That’s what we thought when we worked here.”

  “You worked here before?”

  “I came here with the experimental project. I was one of the gardeners. That’s how I met Dar and came to be hanging around with the Susohnnan.”

  “Were you here when the terrorists attacked?” Elara looked at me with wide eyes.

  I nodded.

  “And you escaped from the AEA alive?” she said, incredulous.

  “Yes.”

  “You must have been one of the few.”

  I nodded sadly, thinking about my co-workers who had been killed in the explosions or by the AEA afterwards.

  “Unfortunately, yes.”

  “I’m very impressed,” she said, looking at me with admiration. I suddenly wondered how old she was. She held a prestigious position on Jakk’s crew but she looked about nineteen.

  “Nothing to be impressed about. I just did what was required to survive. You would have done the same.”

  “Oh, I’m not sure I could do that. I would probably just die,” she said, scratching the back of her hand.

  “Don’t talk like that, Elara. We’re women. We’re naturally tough. We have to take care of these soft-hearted men, don’t we?”

  “What are you talking about?” she said. “Men are the tough ones.”

  I smiled at her, suddenly feeling playful. It had been a long time since I had hung out with a girlfriend.

  “Didn’t anyone tell you the secret, sweetie?” I said. “Men like to act tough and we’re kind enough to let them think they’re the stronger sex, but really it’s us. Women have to be stronger because we have to take care of them.”

  “That’s crazy. What makes you say so?” she said, smiling at me, intrigued.

  “Well, take Jakk for instance,” I said, pulling a name out of the air. The way she blushed made me wish I had chosen someone else. Okay, so she had a crush on the captain, who didn’t? He was some serious eye candy and a hard-core flirt. And though I loved Dar and thought he was the most handsome guy, ever, well…a girl can look, can’t she?

  I pressed on with my example, anyway.

  “He looks all tough, like he does a thousand push-ups a day and could kill a Viran one-handed. But you would never know that he’s dying inside because his marriage is ending and he doesn’t know why.”

  I pushed open the door to the outside and tried not to breathe deeply as the wind and dust of Dobu surrounded us.

  “Is that true?” she said, looking at me, eyes wide again. Oh shit. Dar would kill me if he thought I was a gossip.

  “I don’t want to start any rumors, Elara,” I said, feeling alarmed.

  “No, no, I wouldn’t say anything.” She looked anguished that I even thought she would spread rumors. “I don’t have many friends here anyway. And even if I did, I wouldn’t tell anything perso
nal about Captain Dor’lin. I admire him. He’s a good leader.”

  I was sure she admired more things about him than his leadership skills. But we didn’t know each other well enough to ask. The lonely look on her face reminded me of what it was like to be the only human among a bunch of Susohnnan.

  “Of course you wouldn’t tell. And now you’ve got me for a friend,” I said and smiled. “Come on, I want to show you one of the nicest places on Dobu.”

  I noticed that she was scratching the back of her hand again. I pointed at it. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah, it’s just eczema. It drives me crazy but I’ve always had it.”

  I frowned at her as we rounded the building. Suddenly, we could breathe normally — the wind and dust were much less here because the eternal wind was broken by the large complex that housed the humans on Dobu.

  “Do you have anything for it?”

  “Just some steroid cream. It doesn’t get rid of it but it keeps it from itching so badly.”

  “Well, on our walk we can find something that will do better than that,” I said, thinking hard.

  She looked at me in surprise.

  “I know a bit about herbs. And it just so happens that we have a boreal forest right here on Dobu.”

  “What are you talking about?” Elara said, with a skeptical look on her face.

  “The plant project, remember? One of the things we’ve done here is grow large scale boreal and tropical forests from Earth.”

  Just at that moment, I caught sight of the first pine and my heart leapt.

  “Come on, Elara,” I said, starting to run. She laughed and ran, too. In a moment, we broke through the trees into the cool, dark interior of the forest. I took a deep breath of the pine scent and smiled.

  I was home.

  *

  “This is amazing,” Elara said, glancing around in wonder. “I’m from the southern hemisphere and I’ve never been in the boreal forest.”

  “Well, here we go. I’ll give you the tour. And we’ll find you some labrador tea to help with that eczema. Do you have it anywhere else on your body?”

  “No, just my hands.”