Abducted by Aliens (Tales From Angondra Book 1)

by Ruth Anne Scott

  “Stay with me please. I have no idea what’s going on.”

  “There is some built up anger and resentment lingering in this room. Dude someone’s been here. Do you smell that—stale beer?”

  I closed my eyes and sniffed the air. “Yeah. Maybe her brother came back. He must have upset her pretty good. Stay here while I go check on her.”

  Aux nodded and shoved his hands in his pocket. He didn’t look comfortable at all. I didn’t blame him, neither did I. I went into her room to see her tossing and turning. The light lit up the room enough that I could see she was okay. I stepped closer and that’s when I saw the bruises. Anger that I’d never felt before tore through my skull. Her lips were swollen, and it looked like the bottom one had bled. Her jaw on both sides sported an angry newly formed bruise. I backed out of the room shutting the door with a shaking hand. Aux was at my side while I breathed in pants as the anger surged through my whole body. My fists clenched aching to hit something and my heart pounded in my skull.

  “Someone hurt her.” I paced and like a caged animal I needed out. “Stay with her please. I’ve got to go, before I do something crazy. I don’t want to scare her.”

  “You got it.”

  “Thank you.”

  I ran from her dorm and outside into the cool night. The chill coated my sweaty skin, and I pushed myself to run faster. Someone had laid their hands on her. Who I didn’t know, but when I found out they were dead. The monster inside of me roared to life. I ran fast and far. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed to calm the fuck down before I woke her up. I needed to be calm before Hannah told me who hurt her—and she would fucking tell me. Then I would go kill them.

  Chapter 1

  Hannah

  When I woke up I felt a bit disoriented. I flinched when I yawned and the memory came rushing back. I sat up too fast and blood rushed to my face. I looked at the clock and groaned. I had missed class and who the hell knew what else. I had zonked out hard core. Those pain pills knocked me out.

  Throwing the covers back I stood up and winced. The whole back of my body hurt from Joey slamming me against the wall. Hell, even my wrists hurt from him holding me down so roughly. Anger reared forth, and I felt my face heat. It was embarrassing that I let him do that to me. I was stronger than that, but when he held me immobile beneath him I felt like a victim and that was not who I was.

  I stepped gingerly on the floor and sucked in a breath when a pain shot down my spine. I shouldn’t have hurt so badly. It didn’t hurt even half as much when it happened. I walked out into the living area of my dorm and froze. Aux was sitting in the chair writing furiously on a scrap of paper he’d taken from my desk. He didn’t stop writing even when he perked up as he noticed me. I looked down and sighed glad I’d remembered to put on my shorts, or I’d never taken them off. Either way I was covered.

  I went to my coffee pot and took a deep breath. The coffee was already made. “Thank you,” I whispered.

  “No problem,” he muttered and kept writing.

  I poured a cup and took a small sip before I spun and leaned lightly against the table. “What are you writing so frantically?”

  He kept going for a second before tossing the pen on the table. It rolled across and fell to the floor. “Hm?” he ran his fingers through his already mess hair. “Oh, that stupid paper is due next week, and I can’t seem to get anything right about my partner. Nothing sounds good enough.”

  I walked over to him shocked by his emotional outburst. I went to pick his paper up and smiled. “Let me read it?”

  “Sure you’re a woman maybe that will help.”

  I noticed how he eyed my lovely bruising, but he didn’t say a word. I could guess he was in my dorm because Wyser had seen it and was out somewhere. I was too afraid to ask.

  I read over his paper laughing and thoroughly impressed. He got Nessa down. She was the sweet, bubbly girl who loved anything and everyone. She loved making people happy and often made herself the joke in order to cheer someone up. She was cute and even a little sassy at times. Aux was able to bring her humor into the paper and I glared at him. “You all have to be good at everything don’t you?”

  “It sucks, huh?”

  “No, actually it’s really good you nailed it, besides some grammar issues.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes really. She is going to love it. You captured her perfectly.”

  His shoulders slumped and he slouched in his chair. “Fuck, I’ve been up all night working on this stupid paper. I thought I’d never get it done.”

  “You’ve been here all night?”

  “Uh yeah. I figured he’d be back by now. But I’d be careful when he does come back. He was pretty pissed when he left. He asked me to stay with you. I wasn’t sure what for until I saw you.”

  I grimaced and turned away. “I see.”

  “What happened Hannah? He’s going to want to know, and he isn’t going to let it go. You know him well enough by now to know that. He’s out calming down, and still hasn’t made it back, which means he’s feeling some pretty fierce rage.”

  This time I looked at him. “I can’t talk about it. Not yet. I’m still a little shocked over it myself. Maybe it’s better because two tempers could be a huge disaster. I don’t need him questioning me right now.”

  “When you didn’t come to class he freaked out. We left early to come here, and by the way I broke into your room. It’s my gift, but please don’t tell anyone. Then he went to check on you and saw the bruising and flipped his shit.”

  “I didn’t mean to miss class. I took some pain pills, and they knocked me out harder than I planned. I wanted to have time to cover it up. I knew he’d be mad.”

  “Mad is a complete understatement, Princess,” Wyser said as he walked into my dorm.

  Shit I hadn’t even had much time to wake up and compose myself. I couldn’t meet his eyes. More than anything I was ashamed. Joey had made me feel dirty, and I hated it. I wasn’t this way, but since meeting Wyser some of my more feminine qualities had surfaced. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Aux chuckled as if he could feel the tension in the air.

  “Well, looks like I’m good to go.” He looked at me and smiled. “Thanks for the help Hannah, and I’ll go fix those errors.” He walked up to Wyser and hugged him. “Go easy on her; she’s in a strange state of shock I think.”

  He’d said it loud enough for me to hear. I groaned. “Not very discreet Aux. Thanks a lot.”

  He chuckled and left shutting the door behind him. Wyser hadn’t moved. He stared at me—no he stared at my jaw with a deep frown and narrowed eyes like he could kill whoever hurt me just by staring at the damage they caused.

  Then as if something inside of him clicked he blinked and stood in front of me. He placed his finger beneath my chin and lifted my head back lightly. I sucked in a breath.

  “Hurts that bad, Princess?”

  As much as I hated to admit it, it did. I nodded and my eyes watered. He instantly let go and pulled me into his arms and I whimpered. I felt like a wimp and I hated it. He pulled back and without a word spun me around. I didn’t fight him. When he lifted up the back of my shirt I literally felt him tense. A strange heat surrounded him and then the coolness from his fingers grazed my back. I sucked in a breath.

  “Who was it?” His tone was deadly and even though it scared me, it wasn’t because I was afraid he would hurt me. I knew Wyser would never lay a violent hand on me.

  My body shook. I didn’t want to talk about Joey or the things he said. The harsh reality of my future. The one I thought was just rumored, but apparently my father was even more of an asshole than I thought.

  I shook my head. “It’s not going to make you happy. Not even a little bit.”

  “Princess, not telling me isn’t going to make me happy either. I’ve been running literally since I found you last night. Aux stayed with you to make sure no one hurt you while I calmed down. I wanted to crawl into bed with you but I was so pissed. I�
��ve never felt this kind of rage before, and nothing will make it go away until I make the person who did this to you suffer.”

  I turned towards him. “No, you can’t do that, Wyser. I don’t want you hurt.” Then I threw my arms around him, ignoring the pain and sobbed into his neck. He flinched as if me crying was that much of a surprised, but he held his arms loosely around me careful not to hurt me.

  Chapter 2

  Wyser

  I held her keeping my cool the best I could. Hannah didn’t cry. I hadn’t known her that long, but that was something I did know. She had to be really fucking scared and hurt to let anyone see her tears.

  “Princess, please tell me your brother didn’t do this to you.”

  She laughed, and I tensed even more as she pulled back. “Are you kidding? Ryan is a pussy. He’s going to get his. It’s his fault he showed up, but I’ll take care of him myself.”

  I was confused. “He who, Hannah?”

  She sighed but kept her arms around me. It was nice. I loved how easily she gave into her affection to me.

  “Joey.”

  “Who the fuck is Joey?”

  “The man my father apparently promised me to. I guess I’m supposed to be his after I graduate from college. He showed up when Ryan told him I’d been getting a little too close to you.”

  I was stunned. I couldn’t figure out which part pissed me off more. Her father promising her to some man who apparently liked to hurt women, her brother, or that fucker thinking he could lay his hands on my mate. “You’re mine.”

  She sighed and rolled her eyes. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m not anyone’s property?”

  “You know I don’t mean it that way Princess, I’m yours just as much as you’re mine. I love you.”

  Her mouth fell open and her eyes watered. Automatically her hands fell from me and she stepped back. She shook her head in denial, or surprise, I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t want her to push me away. I hadn’t meant to blurt out my feelings so soon.

  “You don’t love me.”

  I glared. “Please don’t try to tell me how I feel—or don’t feel. I didn’t mean to say it—not yet, but it’s out there now. Shit.”

  Running my hands over my head I shifted nervously. I was supposed to make her fall in love without even realizing it before I told her. I had gone and screwed up my own plan.

  Then she did the most unexpected thing. She crushed her body against mine, and then her lips were on mine. She pried my lips open with her tongue and kissed me like she never had. Hell no one ever had kissed me that way. I was too shocked that by the time I went to kiss her back she had already back off and blushed.

  Licking my lips my eyes flared with lust, and if I hadn’t known she was so hurt I would have slammed her against the wall and taken her right there. She didn’t need that from me though. “What was that for, Princess?”

  She looked down and mumbled.

  “What?”

  “I care about you too. I probably even love you too, but I won’t say it, not yet. Not until I get everything settled. I won’t let you get hurt. No fucking way.”

  I’d never heard such fierceness come out of her mouth. I’d heard her curse and sound bad ass, but there was venom in her tone that scared even me. I pulled her back to my body and kissed her lightly. I smiled after I realized she basically told me she loved me too. “I will wait as long as you want to say those words. I also think you have things ass backwards. It’s my fucking job to protect you.” I patted my heart. “I do love you, and I’m going to say it every day.”

  She kissed me again and moaned against my lips. She made things so difficult. I wanted her so bad, and apparently she wanted me too. Anger seemed to lead into our arousal.

  “Please take away the images of what happened last night.”

  And then it was gone. I tensed. “What happened? Did that fucker touch you?”

  She started crying and shook her head. “Not in the way you might be thinking. He groped me a bit, but I got him to leave. He slammed me against the wall and threw me on the bed—”

  I backed up so fast she nearly tumbled over. The rage was back. She looked at me with such hurt I calmed a little. “Sorry Princess, but that is enough to make me think of murder in 50 different ways.”

  She walked towards me. Her eyes shined with unshed tears and she reached out to me yanking my shirt pulling me against her body. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s not your fault,” I said trying to ignore how good she felt, but it seemed she wasn’t going to let that happen.

  “Take it away, Wyser,” she said seductively and then she took my free hand and brought it up to cup her tit. It was perfect, and I tried to resist but I couldn’t. I’d wanted to touch her so badly and now she was letting me. I should have left then, but then she moaned and my hand took over on its own.

  I ran my thumb over her already hard nipple and realized something. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Second she had pushed me back against the wall. One of her hands gripped my shirt asq the other one held the back of my head. She devoured my mouth. I kissed her back until she was breathless.

  She yanked her mouth from mine and smirked. “Sorry.”

  “Never apologize for wanting me Princess, but I can’t. Not after someone hurt you. I want your body healed before I take you. You have to be in tiptop condition for me.”

  She licked her lips. “I understand.” Then she pulled away, and I could see that she had some crazy female thoughts running through her head.

  I gripped her hand holding her close. “Hey, come home with me this weekend. Q

  “I—”

  “Don’t say you can’t. I know you aren’t going home.”

  “Does your family know who my dad is?”

  “Yeah and they still want to meet you.”

  “They’ll hate me by name alone then.”

  “No, Princess. Actually my mom said to bring you home, and my brother is thrilled to meet you.”

  She raised a brow not convinced.

  “For real.”

  I watched her nibbled her lip and debate. “Okay.”

  I smiled. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah, I’ll go home with you, but I swear if they hate me I’m going to kick your ass.”

  Now I pulled her to me and kissed her. One step closer. My family would love her regardless of her last name. Then she would trust me even more. Slowly but surely I was wiggling my way into her heart. I couldn’t think of anything better than Hannah loving me.

  Chapter 3

  Hannah

  Did I really agree to go home with him? By the look of excitement in his eyes I gathered I did. There was no going back now. I was falling in love with him period, and I knew he loved me even before he said it. Things were about to get real and choices were going to have to be made. Once I outed my relationship with him I was as good as dead, or they would certainly try. I had a feeling Wyser wouldn’t leave me alone now.

  “Are you sure you really want to take me home with you? It’s going to stir some shit.”

  He held me gently treating me as if I were fragile, and at the moment I felt like I was and I hated it.

  “Of course I do, and I don’t give a fuck. You’re my mate. Things are about to get real.”

  I nodded and leaned against his chest. “I think I want to go back to bed for a while.”

  He led me into my room, and I crawled under my blanket. He kissed my forehead and went to leave but I grabbed his hand. “You haven’t slept either, and I know you need a lot of sleep.”

  “I’ll be okay Hannah.”

  “No come lay with me, please.”

  Instead of arguing he nodded and lay next to me. I snuggled up next to him and closed my eyes instantly falling into a relaxing state.

  * * * *

  “Why am I here, when you’re next to me?” I didn’t get it. We hadn’t done this dream thing since we started spending more time together. When I looked down again I was wearing some girly nightgown thing a
nd I rolled my eyes. He must control that or something.

  “You called out to me, and even with all the control I’ve gained I cannot ignore your call. You’re irresistible to me.” He pulled me against his body, and I gasped when his clothes disappeared. He stood completely naked, and I was in awe of the feel of his body. He was warm, and muscular. There wasn’t any fat on him whatsoever. Running my hands down his chest I guided my fingers down until I reached his cock. He was hard and smooth. Wrapping my hand around him I felt him suck in a breath as I slid my hand up and down in slow controlled moves.

  He moaned, but didn’t stop me. Instead he pleaded with me. “God Princess, don’t stop. I have crave your touch.”

  Licking my lips I kept the motion of my hand moving and slid down to my knees until I came face to face with his erection. He was large and the tip curved. Taking a chance I wrapped my lips around the tip and tasted the saltiness of his arousal.

  His hips jerked pushing him further into my mouth and did my best to take him in. When his hands wrapped into my hair I moaned around him and he shuddered. I kept my pace slow and controlled and paid attention to his reactions.

  I looked up and saw his eyes were shut, his lips were parted, and his jaw was clenched tightly. I sped up and took him as far back as I could. My eyes watered, and his hand tightened in my hair. His hips rocked and he guided me over him, over and over again until he tried to pull me away. “I’m gonna—”

  I sucked him harder into my mouth and felt his release and took it swallowing it. It wasn’t as gross as I always thought it would be. After his body was still, only shaking slightly I pulled my mouth off of him and stood up smiling. That was the first time I’d ever done that, and I liked making him happy.

  “Gods Hannah, you drive me fucking crazy.” Then he kissed me, and I moaned when he lowered me to the ground. His hands were everywhere and my body heated with desire. I wanted him so badly, but I knew he wouldn’t, not yet.