Alien Romance: The Alien's Wonderland: A Sci-fi Alien Warrior Invasion Abduction Romance (35 page)

Emily shook her head. “That’s fascinating. You have such an advanced civilization, and yet it’s so simple. I’m impressed.”

Aria pointed up at the lights. “Those aren’t electric lights, though. They’re light tubes that conduct light into the city from the outside.”

Emily stared up at them. “They’re so bright. I would never have guessed.”

Aria strolled down the corridor at her side. “The other Angondrans think the Ursidreans are brutish and stupid, but we have the most advanced technology on the planet. None of the other factions have our technology. I don’t think they want it. I know the Lycaon don’t even have electricity. They live in huts made out of sticks in the forest.”

Emily took another step. “I hope my sisters are okay.”

“I’m sure they are.” Aria waved toward a door. “Step in here.”

“What is this place?” Emily asked.

“This is my house.” Aria held the door open, and Emily stepped into a fresh, bright living room with floor to ceiling windows looking down on a gigantic cavern. A light as bright as day shone down from above and lit up the floor far below teeming with people moving in all directions. Emily peered toward the light. “Is that a light tube, too?”

Aria didn’t even look. “It’s the same technology as the light tubes, but much bigger. It’s a shaft cut in the rock and lined with reflective stone. It conducts the light down into the Main Bay.”

Emily studied the tiny figures below her. They followed walkways and paths through the cavern, in and out of doors into other chambers, and between trickling fountains and waterways set between plantings of trees and shrubs. “This is amazing. I still can’t believe all of this is underground.”

“The Ursidreans might be like bears in a lot of ways,” Aria replied. “But they’re still people. All the Angondrans belong to the same species, and they all basically look and act the same. They aren’t that much different from humans. They started on the planet’s surface, so the Ursidreans couldn’t give up light and trees and water completely when they moved underground. So they found ways to bring it with them.”

“It’s beautiful,” Emily exclaimed. “It looks like a mountain dell.”

“Have a seat,” Aria told her. “You must be starving. You haven’t eaten actual food in six months.”

Emily turned her back to the cavern. Aria prepared some kind of fruit at a counter across the room. She set a plate of colorful slices on a table, and Emily sat down across from her. “I am starving, but it isn’t because I’ve been asleep for six months. That walk I just took is the hardest exercise I’ve had in my life. I could go back to sleep right now.”

Aria leaned back in her chair and watched Emily eat. “You’re weak, but the compensator will make you recover a lot faster than if you hadn’t had it. You need to work your muscles, and you’ll be back to normal soon.”

“Will you show me around the rest of the city?” Emily asked.

“I’ll do as much as I can,” Aria replied. “But I’m pretty busy with the boys right now. I’ll ask Donen to assign someone to show you around and get you settled in.”

“Who’s Donen?” Emily asked.

“He’s my mate, and he’s Alpha of the Ursidrean faction.” Before she finished speaking, the door opened, and a man even bigger than Faruk entered. He glanced at the two women and sat down at the table with them. “Here he is. This is Donen.” Aria gasped. “I just realized I don’t know your name.”

Emily smiled. “It’s Emily Allen. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Donen nodded. “The pleasure is all mine. We’ve all been waiting for you to come out of your coma. The whole city is talking about you.”

Emily’s eyes widened. “They are?”

Donen took a slice of the fruit. “It isn’t every day someone falls into our laps from space, let alone from a Romarie transport. I hope you didn’t have too rough a time with them.”

Emily ate one last piece of the fruit and sat back in her chair. “Not as rough as some of the other women. I got lucky. There were so many of other women on the ship the Romarie couldn’t harass all of us. They ignored me right up until we crashed.”

“You did get lucky,” Aria told her.

“You don’t have to worry about the Romarie anymore,” Donen told her. “They don’t come to this planet, and you won’t be going back into space. You’ll never see a Romarie again as long as you live.”

“Why won’t I be going back into space?” Emily asked. “Isn’t there any way I can go back to Earth?”

Aria exchanged glances with Donen, who shook his head. “We don’t have space flight capability. None of the Angondran factions do. I’m sorry, but you’re stuck here.”

Emily stared down at her hands.

“I’m sorry,” Aria murmured. “I wish there was something we could do, but the rest of us are stuck here, too. Some of the women take a long time to get over the grief of never seeing their families and their homes again. Most of us who have been here a while have built new lives here, like me. Life goes on, and you get new families and new homes.”

Emily shook her bangs out of her eyes. “Never mind, I have more important things to worry about right now. If I’m stuck here, that means my sisters and my cousin are here, too.”

Aria jumped up. “That’s right. Donen, Emily wants to find her sisters and her cousin. They were on the Romarie ship with her, so they must be with the Lycaon. I suggested we ask Faruk to contact them along the border to find out where they are and if they’re okay.”

Donen frowned. “You know the border patrol doesn’t contact the Lycaon over the border. That’s the most dangerous thing they could do. You should know better than to suggest it.”

“Couldn’t you make an exception this once?” Aria waved toward Emily. “This woman just lost everything, and the three relatives she still has are somewhere on this planet. The least we can do is find out where they are. She won’t be comfortable here until she knows they’re safe.”

“If they’re with the Lycaon,” Donen replied, “they are safe. The Lycaon take good care of strangers. All Angondrans do.”

Aria walked over next to his chair and laid her hand on his shoulder. She dropped her voice to a soft murmur. “Won’t you do it just this once? Do it for me. Don’t you remember how hard it was for me and my friends when we first landed here? Imagine how I would have felt if I had sisters and cousins lost somewhere on the planet. You would have done anything to find them for me, wouldn’t you?”

Donen stared down at the tabletop. Then he folded his arms on the table and let his head drop onto them. He groaned. “You don’t understand. This has been the single worst day of my life.”

Aria’s eyes popped open. “What’s the matter?”

“Okay, it’s the second worst day of my life,” Donen replied. “No wait. It’s the third worst day of my life.”

Aria glanced at Emily, but neither could say anything.

“The worst day of my life,” Donen went on, “was when that trigger-happy idiot Bianti shot that Felsite woman and children along our northern border. I still can’t believe he and the other patrollers would make a mistake like that after all the training they've gotten.”

Aria turned to Emily. “Donen’s uncle made a terrible mistake in the woods along our border with the Felsite faction. He saw a group of figures moving through the trees, and he thought they were commandos coming to invade our territory.”

“He didn’t even stop to check first,” Donen added. “He didn’t check where he was in relation to the border. He thought they were on our side of the border, when in fact they were well within their own territory, and it was our patrol that invaded
their
land.”

Aria clucked her tongue and petted his furry head.

“The second worst day of my life,” Donen went on, “was when Renier drove us away from the Felsite city.”

“Renier is Alpha of the Felsite faction,” Aria told Emily. “Donen attacked his city, but the attack failed. The Felsite defended their territory, and the Ursidreans had to withdraw.”

“I had to attack!” Donen cried. “I didn’t want to. Everybody knows Bianti made a horrible mistake. We should have apologized to the Felsite and offered to make reparations any way we could. That would have been the honorable thing to do.”

“The Supreme Council decided otherwise,” Aria told Emily. “They’re the ones who make the decisions about going to war and all that nonsense. They ordered Donen to attack the Felsite to defend Ursidrean honor. They said Renier’s accusations were inflammatory, and we had to reinforce our border.”

“Every word Renier said about us and about Bianti’s patrol was true,” Donen growled. “He was stupid and reckless, and he should be barred from the corps.” He lowered his head. “Maybe I should join the Felsite.”

Aria chuckled and sat down on his lap. She pressed his head against her chest. “Then you wouldn’t have me, darling.”

He encircled her waist with his arms and lifted his face to hers. Emily squirmed while they shared a deep, passionate kiss. “Don’t worry. I would never leave you and the boys.”

Aria stood up and took the fruit plate to the counter. “So why is today the third worst day of your life?”

Donen pushed his chair back. “That windbag Oxlo wants me to renew hostilities with the Felsite. I told him over my dead body. If the Supreme Council wants to renew hostilities, they can get another commander.”

Aria spun around. “Are they likely to do that?”

“They can’t,” he replied. “I’m Alpha whether they like it or not. They can’t replace me as commander of the army, and I won’t go back to the Felsite—not over something as ridiculous as this. It would be different if some other faction invaded our borders and attacked our cities, but the Felsite haven’t done that. We have.”

“So what are you going to do?” Aria asked.

He pounded the table with his fist. “I sent word to Renier that I want to negotiate a long-term peace agreement between our factions. I don’t want to repeat these disasters, and I’m sure he doesn’t, either. He’s a reasonable man.”

“What will the Supreme Council do when they find out you sent the message?” Aria asked.

“I already told them,” he replied. “They can’t do anything. I’m the Alpha. I bear the ultimate responsibility of keeping our people safe, not the Council.”

Before anyone could say another word, the door burst open and the same two boys tumbled into the room. They punched and kicked and spat, and crashed into Aria’s chair. They bounced off and toppled into Donen.

He closed Rekti in his arms and pushed Mirin away. “Hey! What’s going on here? What’s all this commotion?”

Both boys shouted at once. “He started it. I did not! He hit me first. That’s a lie!”

Donen held up his hand. “That’s enough out of both of you. Now tell me exactly what happened. Let’s start with you, Mirin.”

Rekti tucked into his father’s arms, and Mirin took a deep breath. “He said I’m not allowed to go into the army because I don’t know how to read, and that’s not true.”

“So what did you do?” Donen asked.

“I thumped him.” Mirin waved his fist in his brother’s face. “And I’ll keep thumping him every time he says anything like that. I can read as well as he can.”

“He cannot,” Rekti interrupted.

Donen squeezed Rekti. “Never mind about who can read and who can’t. That doesn’t matter. Mirin, I’ve told you before it’s your job to look out for your younger brothers, and I’m counting on you to do it. What would happen if you got stuck outside in a snowstorm and no one else was around to take care of you? Your brothers would need you to make sure they got home safe, and not thump them every time they say something you don’t like.”

“But he.....” Mirin began.

Donen closed his eyes and shook his head. “It doesn’t matter what he says. Thumping him is not an option. Do you hear me?”

Mirin scowled down at the floor.

“Let me hear you say it,” Donen told him.

Mirin poked his toe into the floor.

Donen dropped his voice a register, and his voice rumbled through the house. “Let me hear you say it, Mirin.”

Mirin glared at him. “Thumping him is not an option.”

“Good. Now Rekti.” Donen squeezed his younger son. “You should know better than to antagonize your brother like that. Pretty soon, you’ll both be grown up, and I’ll need you working together for our faction. I couldn’t have you two in the army with me if you fight all the time.”

Both boys hung their heads in silence.

“Now, Rekti,” Donen went on, “if reading is so important to you, you should go read for a while until you’re ready to spend time with your brother again.”

“But I don’t want to read,” Rekti cried.

“Then you shouldn’t say things like that to Mirin when you know you’ll make him angry,” Donen told him. He repeated, “If reading is more important to you than your brother, then go do it.”

Rekti sniffed, but he slid off his father’s lap and shuffled out of the room. He shut the door behind him. Emily and Aria sat in silence, but Aria smiled at Donen and the boys.

Donen squared his shoulders. “Now, Mirin, I didn’t want to say this in front of Rekti, but you’re the oldest, so I’m going to tell you something no one else knows.”

Mirin’s head shot up and his eyes widened.

Donen fixed him with a hard stare under his heavy brows. “I’ve been looking for a strong smart warrior to do a very important job for me, and I haven’t found anybody I can trust. Maybe you could be the one.”

Mirin stared at his father with wide eyes, but he didn’t say anything.

“I want you to go down to the Land Transport bay,” Donen told him. “I want you to find my transporter. You know which one is mine, don’t you?”

Mirin nodded with his mouth open.

Donen pressed his lips together. “I know you’ve been working a lot lately on fixing machines and rewiring them. I want you to repair the tracking system on the left roller track. You can do that, can’t you?”

Mirin nodded again.

“I know you can,” Donen told him. “I’ve seen you do it on your little bay buggy. The system is exactly the same. The wiring is the same, too, just much bigger. Do you think you can handle that job for me?”

Mirin’s face broke into a radiant smile. Joyous light beamed out of his eyes. “Could I really, Father? Could I really?”

Donen didn’t smile. “This is an important job. You won’t be able to mess around wrestling with your brothers while you do this. You’ll have to stick to it until you finish, or I won’t have a transporter when I need it. Do you think you can do that?”