For the past few years, my life has kind of blown. On Earth, I dedicated my entire existence to science, even if my peers dismissed me as a pretty face. When I got abducted by aliens, I was forced to dance in a bubble for extra-terrestrial enjoyment.
When I escaped by crashing my alien captor's bus, Gra'eth saved me from drowning and even offered me a place to stay. He keeps telling people I'm his mate, even though I keep telling him the human word for what we are is roommates, but he refuses to say it that way. Sometimes I can't tell if he's being sarcastic or serious-and for my very literal neurodivergent brain, that's a big problem.
GRA'ETH
I never expected to have to save Jessy, and I certainly never expected for this strange human to be my mate. I've convinced her to stay in my apartment as what she calls a roommate. The mating bond won't let me let her leave, but humans can't even feel it. I don't know how to keep things friendly when just the smell of her hair is enough to send me into a mating frenzy.
I don't want to make her uncomfortable, but I can't keep fighting the pull of this bond. This little speckled human will be the death of me.
