Rhal Part 2 (Scifi Alien Serial Romance) (The Ujal) Read Online Free Page A

cheeks, and she realized he was uneasy. Rhal—her Rhal—was nervous? “In your office, when I found my release, you must have gotten some of my genetic material inside you. It does not take much between true mates to initiate the change, and it was enough.”
    Between true mates? Enough?
    Cara’s mind went back to that time, to the moments spent in her office, when he came on her hand and the tiny taste she’d taken… It’d been something he was adamant about when they were together, that his cum not enter her, and now she understood why. They were true mates. And it would have turned her into an Ujal. He would have been stuck with her even if he didn’t want her.
    She slipped her hand from his, removing his touch. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this would happen.” She swallowed hard. “What do we do now? I get that you don’t want me, so I guess I should talk to the doctors then Rina and Tave. You don’t have to stay,” she whispered. She wanted him gone before she crumbled into a million pieces.
    “Cara, I—”
    Faim’s voice rang loud and clear down the hallway. “Quit prodding and pestering me. You are worse than my mate-in-law.” He slowly came into view, his head turned as he glared at Niax. “She shall have your head for rushing me while—” He stuttered to a stop. “Oh.” His attention bounced between Cara and Rhal. “ Oh . He finally removed his head from between his tail fins, eh?”
    Cara squeezed her eyes shut. She fought the tears that gathered. “No, he didn’t.” The air grew heavy, tension stretching through the space, and she forced herself to meet the doctor’s gaze. “But that doesn’t mean he’s not involved and I need your help.” She pulled her hands from Rhal’s. “It seems I’m becoming one of you no matter what.” She did her best to smile, really, but she was pretty sure it came out as a grimace.
    Faim slowly made his way to her side, his aged eyes missing nothing as he looked her over. His attention flicked from her fingertips to her face, his stare heavy. When he finally stopped near her shoulders, he reached for her hand, and she swallowed back the hiss of pain that leaped to her lips. He caught it though. “This is painful?”
    Cara nodded, and he did the same before reaching for another part of her. Wrinkled hands stroked her, touch wandering over her scale-covered skin. All the while Rhal’s attention remained fixed on her. He didn’t attempt to hold her, but his gaze rested heavily on her shoulders. He was silent as Faim examined her, his lips pressed together in a grim line. Yes, he was quiet until…
    Until a single tear trailed down her cheek.
    “Enough, Faim.” The doctor ignored him and stroked her bared leg, causing another tear to fall. “I said enough . You are injuring my— You are hurting Cara.”
    Faim’s hands withdrew, and she sighed with relief, allowing herself to relax into the mattress as the pain ebbed and mellowed to a low pulsing ache. “No, you have done enough of that yourself.”
    The scales Rhal had managed to suppress surged forward once more. “Excuse me?”
    Faim focused on her. “I do not understand why you wish to mate this one. He cannot listen. Or perhaps it is comprehension.” He clucked his tongue. “Males who do battle do not always require much intelligence.” He sighed. “At least you will have beautiful hatchlings.”
    Even if he was talking out of his ass and giving Rhal a hard time, she had to smile at the older male. Rina had nothing but wonderful things to say about him, and Cara knew he adored caring for bearing females.
    Cara shook her head. “No, we’re not mating. We… He…” She swallowed hard. It’d been days since he rejected her, so why was she having so much trouble with this?
    Faim chuckled. “Ah, little arond . You speak as if you have a choice.”
    Arond . Child. There were worse things than being called a small child by Faim. Much worse when he was angry.
    “The choice was made,