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They became enamored ofthings—shiny trinkets and baubles with no apparent purpose other than to sit on a shelf in a collection somewhere.
Humans were horribly sentimental.
His own mate included.
But something about their strange ways intrigued him. For Kail—a warrior who’d dedicated his existence to honing his lethal skills and fighting for the empire—the pursuit of small novelties, purely for the purpose of attaining a dose of happiness, was utterly incomprehensible.
He was a simple man. The only things that made him happy were fighting, peace and quiet, and Riana, and not necessarily in that order.
They passed through the front part of the store, which was filled with endless arrays of puffy fabric-covered squares in every color imaginable.Cushions, humans called them. They used them for sitting against, or just for decoration. Even Riana wasn’t immune to the human compulsion of collecting non-functional decorative things. She’d placed so many of these so-calledcushionsin their little dwelling. Not that they bothered Kail, but he just couldn’t see the point.
Well, as long as his mate was content, he would put up with all her little human quirks. She filled the void of his cold soul with warmth, brightness, and unpredictability.
Was he going soft?
No, he didn’t think so. He was in peak physical condition. He was as fast and precise as ever.
His truth-sense never steered him wrong.
And he wouldn’t hesitate to destroy any enemy that crossed his path. He would crush anyone or anything that threatened harm to his mate.
His priorities had changed, that was all.
He had a human mate now. A lush, vibrant female who was the complete opposite to him.
She washis.He wanted to protect her and see her flourish. And his yearning for fatherhood was growing with every passing moment.
Even when the Universe was in flux and chaos, he would do everything in his power to keep her safe.
And if he was so fortunate as to welcome a child…
He could only imagine how it would be—how out-of-his-mind protective he’d become. He was starting to understand Tarak’s way of thinking around these things.
They passed through the cushion-hall and into another cavernous, brightly-lit room filled with small machines and devices that appeared to be involved in the preparation and consumption of food. It was loud in here. The buzz of hundreds of voices mixed with frantic, energetic music. All kinds of humans were roaming around, their wheeled carts filled with random items.
Riana looked up at him. “Normally, I’d be tempted to hang around here for hours, but I won’t put you through that. I’m just going to pick up this one thing. And Mari asked me to get one for her, too. She’s actually a fan. I didn’t even know. Actually, I should drag you out more often. You’re good for preventing impulse-buys.”
Kail had no idea what she was talking about. He stared down at her gorgeous face; at her sparkling deep brown eyes and her plump, kissable lips. She’d accentuated her elegant features with a smudge of glittering bronze on her cheekbones and eyelids.
Her lips were painted glossy pink.
Her long, curvaceous legs were encased in sleek, shiny black tights tucked into heavy black boots. She wore a thick, fluffy pink dress over the top.
The intricate coils of her hair were fashioned into two neat braids that ran down her scalp, her natural brown hair interwoven with long strands of pure white.
The white hair was her cheeky little tribute to his kind. The style made her look regal and fierce—andhimhorny.
Even now, he could easily shut out the noisy surroundings and immerse himself in her presence, allowing her sweet scent to engulf him. His nostrils flared as he inhaled her; as he held her close to him.
That’s what made all of this tolerable.
It didn’t matter where they were. As long as she was by his side, he was content.
In a state of mild arousal, his head filled with thoughts of the future—thoughts that would have been inconceivable to him not so long ago—Kail allowed Riana to lead him through the winding maze of human consumerism; past thousands of useless objects and hundreds of hapless shoppers.
When they passed, they attracted attention.
Most humans couldn’t help it. Theystared.
