Vados (Scifi Alien Romance) (The Ujal Book 1) Read Free

argument and Vados winced.
    Winced. Due to words. Winced .
    She continued, “I waited over an hour. Your five minutes more than passed and I waited as long as I could. But I was needed at UST…”
    Vados pressed his lips together, swallowing his instant denial, and then he turned back to Niax. “Please,” he murmured.
    “Of course. I will make a call and—” Niax’s attention bounced between them… from Vados who held onto his control by a thread, and Maris who was clothed in nothing more than a towel. Which caused his grasp to weaken further. “I’ll call and station myself in the hallway.”
    Maris’ reply was quick and rushed, “You don’t have to do that. There’s plenty—”
    “It is protocol. One guard in the hall and one inside.” Vados was not proud of his lie, but he let it remain.
    She raised an eyebrow. “So, he’s the one who has to wait out there? Why not you?”
    “You know the answer to the question.” He couldn’t suppress his growl. The female drove him crazy!
    She crossed her arms over her chest, the move causing the towel to ride higher and expose her long legs. He desired them wrapped around his waist above all else. He had not sampled her fully, but he had imagined…
    “I don’t think I do.” She narrowed her eyes. “Explain.”
    Vados called on his warrior training, on the peace that supposedly lived in the heart of every Ujal. It was the soul of the sea and each male was gifted a drop of serenity at his birth. With his anger and frustration rising, he wondered if Maris managed to burn that part of him away with her words. She was being difficult when he was the aggrieved male!
    “Vados,” she snapped.
    And then so did he.
    “Because you are mine, and I will kill any male who goes near you!”
     
    * * *
    Maris’ hands shook as she prepared coffee, Vados’ words still echoing in her head.
    Because you are mine and I will kill any male who goes near you!
    Intellectually, she understood the words strung together to create the sentence. But what did it mean to an Ujal?
    That was the scary part. Because it pushed forward all kinds of ideas she wanted to embrace and hold onto as tightly as she could. Even after…
    She wasn’t going to think about that now. She didn’t even want to talk about it. She hadn’t said a word to UST or the press. She didn’t want to drag the heartache and pain back up now. Not when the cause was standing in the other room.
    She poured water into the coffee maker, trying her best not to spill too much, which was hard considering how much she shook. But she managed to get enough in there, get the ground beans into the filter and pushed into place before she pressed the “on” button. The appliance burst into action, heating the water and working to brew the bitter drink. She didn’t think Vados would partake—Ujals tended to shy from mood-altering foods, which left soda out in the cold as well.
    Coffee maker in motion, she took a deep breath and turned toward the kitchen’s exit. She couldn’t hide forever and she no longer had an excuse to stay away from him. Besides, the only way to get to her bedroom was through the living room, which was where he stationed himself.
    His gaze was intent on the water, and she wondered if he was already missing the sea. She regretted that their time together had such lasting repercussions and she regretted it even more since he was forced to be in her company. No matter what he said, there was no denying the truth. He’d left and didn’t return.
    Though, he believed he’d returned and she’d already left.
    Who was wrong?
    She had no idea, and as far as she was concerned, it didn’t matter. It’d been fun, but it was done and over with. Now she dealt with the aftermath.
    Maris cleared her throat. “Would you like some coffee?”
    Vados slowly turned his attention to her. Those red eyes focused on her, and she squirmed beneath his intent stare. His eyes drew her in once before, made her