Alien's Runaway Mate (SciFi Paranormal Alien Romance) (Vistran Love Book 2) Read Online Free Page A

gave him a look of suspicious calculations. After a pause, she asked in an accusatory tone, “Where are the other men from my ship?” Her tone implied that she had fully expected them to have been eaten by the Vistran monsters.
                  Brax tried not to sigh at her misunderstanding of his people. Yes, they were uncompromising warriors. But they weren’t animals.
                  “At the moment, they are probably tucking into their third bowl of food that we are providing. Then they will sleep here until we can figure out how to arrange them safe passage to a colony of their choosing.”
                  Sarah’s stiff spine deflated a little at hearing such a merciful answer. Whatever her next remarks were going to be were interrupted as a knock echoed off the door.
                  “Enter,” Brax called out.
                  A woman entered. “Ah, here she is,” Brax said, gesturing to the maid. “Now, Sarah, if you will, please allow her to guide you to my home where you will only be expected to rest and eat and wash. That’s it.” He emphasized the last two words. He wanted Sarah to know that she was completely safe, even from him.
                  Sarah hesitated before nodding and letting the maid help her off his couch and out the door.
                  It was only after the two had shut the door behind them that Brax let out a huge breath.
                  He put his head in his hands. Dammit Brax, he cursed himself.
                  His heart pounded hard, bruising his ribs. Dammit.
                  No matter how his mind cursed, his heart knew what was true: he had found his mate.
     
    ***

              Sarah looked out the large arch windows of her room.
                  Her room.
                  How long had it been since she had had more than a small cot to herself? And now she had a lovely lavish room all to herself.
                  All thanks to Brax.
                  It had been two days since he had rescued her from the docks. After seeing him the past two days, she now truly know he had rescued her. Since coming into his house, he and his maids had only done everything to make her feel comfortable and safe.
                  It had been intimidating to see maids so large. Even the Vistran women were towering giants. But the maids were nothing but kind and gentle with her. But their kindness was nothing when matched with Brax’s.
                  He had made sure she had received a tailored set of Vistran clothing to replace her grubby shipping uniform. Vistran clothing was quite revealing and at first Sarah had been too shy to wear such clothes. Not only because of how revealing they were but because of how mottled her abused body was. Sarah had refused the maid’s repeated appeals to put her in a Vistran gown. But finally, she had relented when she realized they had already thrown out her shipping uniform.
                  The first time Brax had seen her in her Vistran gown, his dark stormy eyes had lightened in pleasure, making Sarah blush. But his face soon darkened as he caught sight of her bruised arms.
                  Before she could hide herself, his arm had shot out and pulled her forward. With gentle firmness, he had inspected her carefully. His large fingers brushed against the faded red burn on her neck. “What is this?” he asked in a whisper that promised pain to her abuser.
                  Sarah swallowed. “Hot soup,” she whispered.
                  She could see Brax’s eyes darken into blackness. His jaw tightened in anger. Sarah stared up in fear, worried he might take out his anger on her. But when his eyes caught her fear, his face gentled into an expression of pained concern. He brushed his hand against her cheek. “I will