Ajos: The Restitution - A Sci-fi Alien Romance, Book 1, стр. 19
“Fly doctor?”
Oh, of course, he wouldn’t know what she meant. There were probably no flies here…also what she’d said could be taken the wrong way. This was a whole other culture. She’d have to mind her words so she didn’t offend anyone.
She had so much to learn.
“I mean the doctor guy.”
“Aker,” he said. “No. My cells will fix themselves.” He paused. “Now, it’s your turn.”
Clearing her throat again, Kerena nodded and stepped underneath the light-ring thing.
“Do I have to do anything or will it—” Just as she spoke, the machine began scanning her.
She didn’t feel a thing as the green light ran over her body.
The entire time the machine scanned her, they stood in silence, the sobs and groans of the other humans that were being tended to by more fly-like aliens filling the space.
That sobered her a bit.
She couldn’t forget what was happening around them and with that thought, her gaze flew to the door where she’d seen the woman with the dead eyes. What had happened to her?
As the green light shut off and she stepped from underneath the machine, a 3D image of her sprung up in the space.
It was strange seeing a life-size image of herself, and it was at that moment that she realized how frazzled she looked.
It had captured her exact image.
Her eyes looked drawn and haunted, and her hair was a mess.
Reaching forward, she tried to touch the image, but her hands went right through.
It was amazing technology.
“So, this thing scanned my entire body?”
“Everything. Your entire anatomy down to the last cell.”
Safe to say, she was impressed.
“Wow, nothing like this exists on Earth,” she murmured, turning her hand, and the image turned as she did that action.
“And nothing like this exists in Sector 3 regions. We were lucky to retrieve this scanner while on a mission.”
“Sector 3?”
“Like Murn GZ,” he said. “The undesirables.”
Kerena’s eyebrows rose a little as she looked at her image.
“The bad guys, the Tasqals…they really keep these things to themselves?”
Withholding technology, healthcare, to retain their power? They sounded like sick beings and she was happy she was rescued from them.
“It is how they became so powerful…how they’ve been able to invade and control so many cultures.”
As she flexed her hand, she must have activated something within the image because one moment she was looking at a clothed image of herself and the next, she wasn’t.
Fuck it. She’d been wrong.
It was VERY anatomically correct.
“Shit.”
Her breasts…her nipples…her crotch with the singular line of hair she’d left unshaved! Everything was RIGHT THERE.
Kerena gasped, fanning her hand inside the image to make it change back, but instead of re-clothing her or shutting off, she somehow caused it to zoom in on her breasts.
“Shit, shit, shit!” she cursed underneath her breath.
She could feel Ajos staring and the fact that he said nothing only made it worse.
When she finally gathered the courage to look at him, she paused for a moment, blinking at the look he was giving the image.
Her mouth fell open slightly as she stared at him.
The look in his eyes was both one of wonder and…well, that other look was something she hadn’t expected to read so clearly on an alien face.
Lust.
It shone in those gold eyes like they were glazed.
With wide eyes, she jumped in front of the image, blocking his view.
“Uh—”
Ajos blinked at the sudden intrusion, and his eyes finally focused on the real version of her.
His throat moved, and he touched the machine, causing the image behind her to disappear.
“You do not appear to have any injuries,” he said.
So they were going to ignore that she’d just shown him her naked body?
All right.
She wasn’t complaining. She was actually thankful for that.
“You should still get some rest,” he said, and it seemed as if he was concentrating hard on looking her in the eyes.
There was a slight frown on his forehead and she wasn’t sure if it was because he was confused or disturbed.
Kerena didn’t know what to think.
“I’ll try and help the others instead of resting.” She glanced at the hustle and bustle happening around them. “These doctors look overwhelmed.”
As she looked over the emergency room, her gaze found the curly-haired woman, Alaina.
The woman was sitting upright on a gurney and was looking around the room.
It was the perfect option to get away from the tension suddenly swimming around her and the tall, minty-teal alien. “Be right back.”
She shot him a glance and Ajos jerked his head in a nod.
Ajos watched Keh-reh-nah go.
She moved quickly from him, her small feet taking her across the white flooring towards another human, and he immediately felt a loss at her not being by his side.
Ridiculous.
It was not like him to…bond—if he could even call it that.
His nefre pulsed.
It was probably because the female reminded him of Nama.
He’d loved his sister, and memory of her had been strong this day.
Keh-reh-nah’s small feet took her over to the other female quickly.
She was embarrassed.
The change in her skin coloring told him that.
He hadn’t meant to stare at her bare flesh but, at the same time, he hadn't been able to stop himself.
Something had stirred within him when he’d seen her, and his nefre pulsed again.
He took a few steps towards her before he realized what he was doing.
Why was he following her?
Squeezing his eyes shut to clear his thoughts, he opened them to glance around the room.
There were so many other humans that needed help—all injured, some crying, some unconscious.
Even though they'd been protected by the stasis hold, so many of them had been hurt badly.
It didn’t seem as if any of the humans had regenerative qualities either.
Not surprising. The Tasqals went for planets that had little to no defenses against them, only to steal as many resources as they could by sheer force.
The Tasqals may have thought the humans had still been locked in the stasis pods and, therefore, protected from the explosions.
But that hadn’t been a surety.
They were cruel beings.
Maybe they intended all this to happen,