Page 11 of Delivered to My Alpha Alien Lovers

There she was, as beautiful as a flower, and her scent reached me the moment she stepped out of her car. Lovely.

And when she came in and sat down, her voice was as sweet as she was. She was nervous, but we tried to reassure her, and then she asked, “Tell me something you didn’t put on the app. Tell me everything.”

And I replied, “You have to promise not to make a fuss.”

Chapter Eleven

Amaris

“Make a fuss?” I murmured mostly to myself. I never made a fuss. Fuss had never been in the same sentence as Amaris. Maybe as a child but never as an adult.

“Perhaps what we are would be shocking to a human. That’s all. No one is calling you dramatic. You are far from it.”

How they couldn’t see me shaking like a leaf across from them was wild.

“Just tell me so we can move on.” I didn’t realize until this conversation how preoccupied I was about what species these two gorgeous men were.

Farsel chuckled. He was a bit paler than Tylan and there were dark circles under his eyes, indicating he wasn’t getting a lot of sleep. An assumption, since I’d just met him. There was a chance he had allergies. “Lean in close.” I did as he asked without hesitation. “We are aliens. We are not from this galaxy and not from this planet. We are not human at all.”

I sat back and bit down on my lips, determined not to make that fuss I so well denied would happen.

Instead, a giggle bubbled from me. “You’re telling the truth?”

“We would never lie to you, Amaris.”

Tylan’s voice was steady and his eye contact didn’t cease as he spoke the words.

“Excuse me. I need to use the restroom.” I shot up from the booth and nearly sprinted toward the bathroom. I went into the first available stall, shut the door behind me, and pushed my back against the cold metal. Forcing about a dozen long, deep breaths, I let what they’d told me seep in.

They were aliens. Not from this planet. Not even from this galaxy.

My first reaction was disbelief. They had put shifter on their species. I had expected something like wolf or bear or even something strange like giraffe, but shifters didn’t change into aliens.

Aliens.

It all felt like a gag now. All the conversations we’d had since making contact. The way they already seemed to know me on a level even though today was the first time we’d met.

Aliens.

Of course, I had wanted to be the mate of an alien or two since I could remember. I dreamed of them finding me and whisking me away to another place where all of life’s tedious problems failed to exist and I could be loved and love in return.

But to hear it? To be in the middle of what I’d dreamed of?

There was no way this could be real.

No freaking way.

I mulled over all the possibilities while I cried and kicked the doors and even the toilet in front of me. Good thing there was no one else in here, or they might’ve called the police. A mad woman in the stalls.

The only person who knew about my dream of mating with an alien was Jenny. But she was my best friend, and the thought of somehow her playing a trick on me was out of the question. I trusted my best friend.

Fate? Could this person who puppeteered other people’s love lives make it this simple for me?

Download an app.

Meet some hot, beautiful, perfect aliens.

Have my happily ever after?

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