Alien Abduction for Experts: The Intergalactic Guide to Humans, #3

By Skye MacKinnon

My teacher is trying to kill me...

 

My mates and I are on the run while trying to figure out why our professor wants me dead. Not exactly the punishment I expected for botching an assignment.

To get our happy end on a luxury resort planet, we may have to do the one thing I don't want my mates to do: abduct another alien. When the abductee becomes the abductor, something is seriously wrong with the universe.

 

The third and final part of Trish and her mates' story, a steamy reverse harem romance.

If you want sexy aliens who will protect their mate at all cost, a sassy female who doesn't need protecting, plus every single alien abduction trope imaginable, scroll up and read this book today. Beware, you may be abducted at any moment, so don't waste time.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peryton Press
• Release date: Apr 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393159568

Skye MacKinnon

Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don't have to choose. She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she's writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh. When she's not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her bunny diva and cat princess.

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Before the lesson

THE INTERGALACTIC UNIVERSITY STATION. TWO IG YEARS AGO.

Professor Katila wiped her three eyes before turning around. She wasn't someone used to crying, nor was she willing to show her emotion in public. Even though her boyfriends had certainly given her every reason to cry.

You can't do this, she snapped, using anger to hide her despair. You can't leave me.

Hex sighed but made no attempt to reach out for her like she'd hoped. It's over, Kat. You know that. We all do. It's time to move on.

It's not over. I refuse to let you go.

Hex pointed at the ship behind him. You can't stop us. You had your chance, and you blew it. Once the waves settle, you're very welcome to visit us.

But maybe wait a few IG months, Hix muttered, exchanging a look with his torso-brother. 

Katila was tempted to stamp her feet, but she was a well-respected professor and there were students and teachers milling all around the spaceport. She couldn't lose her composure in front of them. Maybe that was the reason why Hex and Hix had refused to say goodbye at their apartment and insisted she come to the port instead. She wasn't going to make a scene here. Back home, it would have been an entirely different matter - which was the reason why her boyfriends were about to break up with her.

If you go, I'll make sure to turn your lives into misery, Katila hissed. With her eyes blazing, she looked nothing like the gentle, benevolent beings Karangi were known to be. But she had always been different. She'd tried to fit in, pretending to be someone she wasn't, but now she was at the end of her tether. How dare they leave her. She was one of the richest females on the station. She was beautiful, intelligent, and excellent in bed. Multiple lovers had confirmed that over the years. So, she had cheated on her boyfriends, big deal. They knew how hot some of her students were, how irresistible. It was part of her research to discover the sexual practices of other species, especially those who might be suitable for future abduction experiments. Hix and Hex may be lovely, but they weren't as sexy as some of the other males she'd slept with.

Goodbye, Kat, Hix said firmly. We're going now.

They turned and walked up the ramp of their ship, swaying their hips. She loved the way they walked, so confident and alluring. Hix and Hex shared one torso, but they were two separate beings. If Katila wanted to keep the routine she was used to, she'd now have to find two boyfriends. If they didn't occupy the same body, she'd need more space in her apartment, an extra bed, more food. It would get complicated quickly. There weren't many Gemi’i left, so the chances of getting a new set of Gemi’i mates were slim. 

Katila trembled with barely suppressed fury as the ramp ascended into the ship. Hix and Hex hadn't even waved to her one last time. They were on the way to a new life, leaving her in pieces.

She balled her long, thin fingers into fists. She'd find them. For now, she'd focus on her work, but one day, she'd take her revenge. They'd made the biggest mistake of their lives when they decided to leave her. 

Slowly, she walked back to her apartment, which was going to look ever so empty now that her boyfriends' belongings had gone. She'd have to get used to being single. Maybe it was a good idea not to search for new partners right away. She'd have so much more time for her studies now that she didn't have to entertain her boyfriends in the evenings. She'd be able to take more students into her bed without having to hide it. Yes, maybe single life wasn't so bad after all. 

But she wasn't going to forget about this insult. Hix and Hex had it coming.

Professor KatilaPractical Assignment

TRISH

My ears hurt from the alarms blaring at me from all sides. I didn't get why the guys wouldn't turn them off. We all knew we were screwed; we didn't need a siren to remind us. 

Our teacher was attacking us. Not something I could have predicted. It was even less likely than my own alien abduction a few weeks ago. Even though I hadn't believed in aliens when I still lived on Earth, it had still been something that could have happened. There were enough crackpot reports about strange lights in the sky, disappearing cattle and alien experimentation on naked humans. But a university professor firing at my spaceship trying to kill me and my mates? Nope, never imagined that to happen.

I wasn't sure how long the Jade's shields would hold. She wasn't a ship made for battle. I'd asked the guys once and they'd shown me the weapon system they'd installed as a defensive measure against space pirates. Matar was shooting back at the ship attacking us, but they kept returning fire. I assumed they had a ship made for this with proper guns and shields. 

What do you want? I shouted at Professor Katila. She was still showing on our screen, seemingly completely relaxed. Bitch. I had no doubt that she'd let us die if we didn't do what she wanted.

The Professor smiled at me. Before all this, when I first met her, I would have taken it to be a friendly, indulgent smile. Now, I knew better. It was just a façade. Beneath all her beauty, she was rotten to the core. 

I want you to do something for me, she said sweetly, still sounding a little crazed. No surprise about that. And you'll have to promise me you'll do it before I agree to cease the attack.

Do what? Xil growled.

That I shall tell you after you agree to our deal.

Not happening. 

Then I wish you a lovely death.

She turned away from the camera but didn't end the transmission. She was toying with us. She knew she had us exactly where she wanted. We didn't want to die and we stood no chance against our attackers, so our only option was to agree to her demands.

Why us? I asked her. Can't you get someone else to be your lackeys?

Without turning around, Katila said, I need this to stay under the radar. No traces, no paperwork. And your males have proven themselves to be capable abductors.

You're going to make us abduct someone again? Xil asked. His face was contorted in anger and worry. He knew we didn't really have a choice. I wanted to reach out and hug him, but I was clinging to my chair. They were still shooting at us and the Jade shook and wobbled. Our poor ship. 

Two someones, actually, although they come in one handy package. Abduct them and bring them to me.

Xil turned to the other males who were frantically working on their consoles, trying to keep the ship flying. What do you think? I'm not making this decision alone.

It's not like we have a choice, Havel grunted without turning away from the displays flickering in all sorts of alarming colours. 

Matar nodded. He's right. I'm not prepared to die today, so the only option is to do what she wants.

I hated to hear the resignation in his voice. 

Xil looked at me. What about you?

I'd hate to be responsible for abducting someone, but as long as she doesn't insist on them becoming your mates as well, it's the best bad option we have.

Agreed. Xil turned to the screen, squaring his shoulders. We accept.

Professor Katila swirled around, a satisfied grin on her face. Her third eye was half-lidded, but I wasn't sure what that meant. Wonderful. I've given the command to stop shooting at your ship. I'll send over the details of your abductees shortly, although I understand if you have to return to KITT-Y-6 for repairs before your mission.

She blinked out, leaving me seething with indignation. Us having to repair the Jade was her fault. That bitch was going to pay for it. 

At least she'd been true to her word. The shakes stopped, as did the blaring sirens. 

They're retreating, Matar reported.

Xil got up and swept his gaze over the screens. Status report.

Shields are at thirty percent. The hull has been damaged at several places, but the emergency insulation has worked and we have no actual holes. Katila was right though, we need to have repairs done before we can safely fly to wherever she wants us to.

The captain growled. I'm going to rip out her heart as soon as I get the chance.

How long are we going to need to stay at the station? I asked. KITT-Y-6 held nothing but bad memories for me, with the exception of the Piki cakes and my little tribitt, of course. I should really check on him. In the heat of the moment, I'd forgotten about Lord Boop, but he must have been scared. 

Four, maybe five IG hours, Matar said. I'll try and get it done as quickly as possible. Luckily the restaurant owner already transferred us that compensation payment, so we've got enough funds to pay for the express service. You can go do some more shopping or exploring, if you want, although I assume you don't want to.

You're right, I have no desire to step foot on that klatting station again.

The guys stared at me, then laughed. 

Xil got up and lifted me from my seat, swirling me around. I love you.

If I'd known using one of their Kardarian expletives would make them so happy, I'd have done it earlier. Klatting was a pretty good word. I still preferred fucking, but from now on, I'd change my vocabulary to match that of my mates. It was strange to think that we weren't talking the same language even though we were mates. My body was covered in