Page 28 of Alien Prince

“You’re too perfect, Gemma. Like you were designed for him.”

My blood chills, and I wonder if this is it.

Is this how I fail?

Unable to speak, unable to complete the mission?

“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I feign stupidity. She laughs.

Her laugh is sinister, dark, and unsettling.

Unhuman, despite the skin she wears.

“Oh, I think you do.” She pulls me closer. Her lips hover above mine, her gaze just as bitter as her breath on my skin.

“Tell me who sent you.”

I hold my ground, forcing myself to keep her gaze and never flinch.

“No one,” I breathe.

The queen shakes her head, clicking her tongue.

“If you’re not going to tell me the truth, I suppose we’ll have to do this the hard way.”

She lets me go, and for a moment, I think she’s going to kill me.

But what she does is so much worse.

The moment she leaves her skin, I know.

The cold slump to the ground, the chill in the air that permeates.

I can’t see her, like I see Ky, but I feel her all the same. I feel her spindly spider-like legs dancing on my skin, making my hair stand up.

I feel the frigid coldness in my blood as she sinks herself into me, and there is no stopping her.

Her possession isn’t like when Ky possesses me.

It’s cold, calculating, and utterly terrifying.

She presses on my psyche, and I try to eject her. She cracks our neck, and I can hear my voice, the same as always, but there is an edge to it.

“Oh, to be young,” she purrs, using my mouth. “I forgot how supple these young skins are.” She sighs.

I try to push back, try to force her out, but it’s no use.

I’m thrown against my own mind, caged in my own body, and I can’t gain control.

Panic floods me, because this…

This wasn’t covered in my training at all.

It was supposed to be Ky, and only Ky.

Fuck.

“Now let me in, Gemma,” she coos, using my voice. “Sing like a fucking canary for me, sweetheart.” She forces my legs to walk, heading through another set of doors and out into the palace once more.

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