Power: BBW Alien Lottery Romance (Chosen by the Karal Book 3) by Harmony Raines Read Free Book Online Page A

human females might have on his species. For if he couldn’t do that, he would have failed them as their leader. And that would leave his species exposed to danger.
    If ever the people of Karal became more like humans, their planet would suffer. And as Hier Ruler, he could not let that happen. He, above all else, was tasked with the job of regaining control, wrestling it from the clutches of these females.
    As his heart soared at her touch, he knew once he had persuaded her to take the prize and come to Karal, he would need to close his emotions down tightly. Or he would give her the world. His world.
    Was this love? If it was, it was the most powerful emotion he had ever experienced. And the most dangerous.
     

Chapter Twelve – Vanessa
    “I apologise. But I have my reasons and I would appreciate you hearing them before you decide.”
    “Decide? So I do have a choice?”
    “I am hoping to leave you with no choice,” he said, smiling at her. But it looked false, as if he was trying to be something he was not. Lytril was trying to be what he thought she wanted him to be. Whereas she wanted him to be real, to be himself.
    “That would depend on what you have to say.” She walked further into the space cruiser, wanting to have a good look inside. The whole space travel and wormhole thing seemed preposterous to her. That this small ship could carry her across the universe and to another planet.
    When the aliens had first landed, she had wondered if the whole thing was made up. Maybe it was the Presidency’s way of controlling the population, giving them a distraction from their daily drudge-filled lives. That these space cruisers were not real and that the women who won the lottery were simply taken away and what? Killed?
    These were desperate times in the long-drawn-out death throes of the Earth and its inhabitants.
    “Will you leave us alone, Okil?” Lytril asked. She thought about telling him she wanted Okil to stay, but she let it go. “Please, come and sit down. I have made refreshments.”
    His idea of refreshments was ice-cold water, so pure it was as clear as the glass she drank it from. Then there were fruits, fresh, juicy and sweet. Not a single synthetic product in sight. She knew he was already trying to bribe her to take him as a prize, but she ate all the same. If this was the only time she was going to get to taste fresh fruit, then why not enjoy it?
    “These are wonderful. What are they called?” she asked, biting into a vibrant green fruit, a little like a lime but much sweeter, although the aftertaste was so refreshing.
    “Petan, they are grown for their refreshing flavour. They are dried, and used as you would eat candy.” He offered her a dish filled with other fruits and some bread. “It is a couple of days old, but still edible.”
    Edible didn’t quite describe it, and she tried not to let him see how much she enjoyed his food. Already the thought of going to Karal was becoming more acceptable. All he had to do was touch her, and he could probably get her to accept. She steeled herself, knowing she had to keep her faculties intact and not be swayed by him.
    “This is all delicious. But it’s a bribe for me to keep quiet and go to Karal with you.” She drank some more water and then put her glass down. This was her life they were about to bargain over. Food, no matter how delicious, could wait. “Talk, Lytril, tell me what this is all about. Why me?”
    “I could lie and tell you that your DNA was perfect, and that you have been chosen for that reason and you should be willing to come to my planet. It would be a better life than you have now.”
    “But it wouldn’t be my life, would it? In return for all of this food and water, and clean air, I would be under your command. I imagine that even once I had given birth to one of your alien children, I would not be allowed to roam free. Just in case I taint or corrupt your planet.”
    “No.”
    “So sell it to me, Lytril. Pretend you