The Alien King Takes His Omega
Contents
Title Page
Copyright
For You
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
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THE ALIEN KING TAKES HIS OMEGA
by Tabatha Austin
THE ALIEN KING TAKES HIS OMEGA
Tabatha Austin
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Chapter One
EARTH
PETER
My Pa’s voice drew out under the hot Tennessee sun. “Still ain’t sure if they invaded.” A mustache as snow-white as his messy mop of hair twitched as he thought aloud.
His thin leathery hand gripped the side of the wooden fence. He looked out to the white and black cows munching on the lush grassy field. Decades of working the farm under the searing humid Tennessee sky darkened his skin. If not into leather – at least into something close to it.
Well… it’s either tanned from the sun or black from the coal mines.
Beyond the unsold cattle were two useless red barns. If we were lucky, we would’ve sold grain like Nate’s dad but hardly anyone’s buying meat these days. They used to be profit. Now they were expensive pets. My nose wrinkled at the pungent early smell. Stinky ones too.
I don’t think he expected an answer, so I gave none. Men spoke and didn’t need confirmation. Just the way it was around here. His statement was typical here and around the world. For decades we wondered what aliens would be like. The drive-in theater had them as slimy invaders or cute and cuddly creatures.
Over six foot of muscle warrior with tattooed flecks over their chest and shoulders isn’t cute. That ain’t the Volardi. Well… I suppose the women think so. Maybe the queers.
The Volardi could have taken over the planet and perhaps they did.
The military fought them – even if our extraterrestrial visitors did nothing threatening. Well, their white-crystal ships appeared over several major cities. Then they hovered there… for days. Maybe it was a show of force. Could be it took a while to learn our language. Nobody knew.