Page 1 of Zimon's Bride
Chapter One
Abby
I was always a fan of science fiction, but I never imagined that I would one day be living in a world where aliens were a reality. The United Alliance of Planets revealed their existence to us over a year ago. Since then, my life has changed drastically.
The attack on Earth by the Drayids had resulted in the disappearance of my fiancé, Mark Lucas. Although I had intended to break our engagement because I didn’t love him, his loss still devastated me. I felt like my world went completely out of kilter, and I couldn’t get my balance.
But I’m not one to give up easily. I’m a paralegal, and I know the law is a powerful tool for seeking justice, so maybe one day, the Drayids will get theirs.
While trying to figure out how to move ahead with my life, I heard about the Interstellar Matchmaking service. They guaranteed 99.99% compatibility, so I decided to try it. I had gotten engaged in the first place because I wanted a husband to have a family with. It seemed like I had nothing to lose.
I had my DNA profile entered into the database. A few weeks later, I received notification that I had been matched with a Narovian feline humanoid named Zimon Arnav. I was both excited and apprehensive. I had always been fascinated by the possibility of extraterrestrial life. Could I go through with marrying one?
But Zimon was gorgeous. Tall, 6’6”, and powerfully built with soft-looking light blue hair and green feline eyes. The sound of his voice in his slightly accented English did things to my lady parts. I rarely felt such an instant attraction to a man as I did to Zimon. His exotic feline features only serve to enhance his appeal. Oh yes, I needed to meet this male.
Since feline humanoids exuded such powerful pheromones that could start the bonding process almost immediately on exposure, it was left to the non–feline to decide on meeting or not. I wasn’t sure I wanted to risk it, so I called him first. This was a video call, so I brushed my hair and put on some makeup.
Nervously, I set up the call and waited. About a minute later, his face appeared on my phone screen.
“Hello, Zimon. This is Abby Poole. We have been matched by Interstellar Matchmaking. They indicate that we aremeomees.”
“Oh yes, Abby! I got the message, and I was hoping that you would contact me. From everything I’ve read in your profile, we are indeedmeomees.I hope you will decide that we can meet. I find you very beautiful, and the information in your profile leads me to believe that we are a good match.”
Seeing him made me feel like I wanted to wrap myself around him. I knew that if we met face to face, I could not resist that urge. There would be no going back after the first minute in the same room with him. I already felt like I needed to see him and be with him. The attraction was that strong without exposure to his pheromones.
“Yes, Zimon. I can’t help feeling that I must meet you in person. It just feels right. I do have to ask. Since I am not feline, will your family accept me as your mate?”
“That should not be a problem because my mother is half-human. As you know, the population of Narova includes both humans and felines. There are many mixed-racial couples. They do not discriminate against mixed couples. Our culture frowns on discrimination against any race except maybe the Drayids, but they are our enemies.”
I knew as he spoke, I had already decided I wanted this male to be mine. Zimon was thrilled when I agreed to meet him because we both knew that meant I would accept him as my mate. We set up a time to meet at the Interstellar Matchmaking Center. Still, we continued talking after that for almost two hours. That seemed to solidify my belief that he was the right male for me.
Two days later, when I was supposed to meet Zimon, my world turned upside down again. I was abducted from my driveway as I went out to my car. I struggled and fought, but the kidnapper was too strong for me. He dragged me into his van and drove off.
I recognized one of my abductors. He was Dalton Lane, a man I’d seen sometime in the past. But I couldn’t remember where.
I was stunned by the cruelty of his actions when I heard he planned to sell me to the alien slavers. They would resell me to the highest bidder to use me for their purposes. I took that to mean a sex object.
They took me to a remote location, blindfolded and bound, and thrown into a cramped, dark room. I had no idea where I was or what would happen to me. Fear and anxiety consumed me. I was helpless and alone.
But I refused to give up hope. Somehow, I had to find a way to fight back and escape. I tried to think of every possible scenario and strategy, but my mind was clouded by fear and confusion.
Hours turned into days, and I lost track of time. My captors fed and gave me water but never spoke to me. I was left alone with my thoughts and fears. There were other cells with other women, but we were isolated from each other until they moved us all into one big room.
Finally, I heard a loud noise and felt the room shaking. It took me a few moments to realize I was on an alien spaceship. My heart raced, and my mind went into overdrive. How could I hope to escape from a spaceship? Where were they taking me? And most importantly, would I ever see my family and friends again?
I was terrified and overwhelmed, but I fought to control my fear. I had to stay strong and focused if I wanted to survive.
As the spaceship soared through the galaxy, I tried to stay alert and aware of my surroundings. I observed the aliens as much as possible, trying to gather information. They were tall and stocky, with elongated limbs and fingers. Their skin was pale green and scaly, and their eyes were large and black. They spoke an alien language, and I couldn’t understand a word.
They didn’t want us to understand, or someone would have come forth with a translator.
Days turned into weeks, and I lost all sense of time and space. I was in a constant state of fear and anxiety, never knowing what was going to happen next. But through it all, I dared hope for rescue.
Chapter Two
Zimon
I am Lieutenant Zimon Arnav. I am a Narovian feline humanoid serving the United Alliance of Planets stationed on Earth for the last 10 years. I work out of the Blue Ridge Mountains Secret Alliance star base. After serving the Alliance for 15 years, I’m preparing for discharge and planning to return to my home world, Narova.
