How dare he invade hisenax’sdwelling while she was the most vulnerable, especially at such a late hour? Hadn’t he heard her cries of pleasure? Couldn’t he detect the odor of their mating?
“Dude. I don’t know who you are—”
Sirens blared as red and blue flashing lights flooded the windows.
“Fuck! The cops!” the gray male yelled, searching the room in panic.
Xizi needed to think fast. The police may not know what he looked like. He needed to relax and shift into a borrowed human form.
He let the frightened male jet past him in the direction of the sliding glass doors as he blocked his view of hisenax’ssleeping form. The gray male escaped and scrambled to climb over her bushes, getting stuck between them and the fence.
Xizi chuckled as he watched the big-headed male fail, then changed into a form he believed would be best received if the police decided to stop.
Xizi locked his gaze on Ashley, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what he was about to do was dangerous because of his limited energy sources, but he needed to remain hidden—at least until the Verya arrived. He couldn’t leave her behind now that he’d discovered his enax and caved in to her wishes by binding himself to her.
She was it.
Closing his eyes, he focused all of his energy on the transformation. It was a process that he had gone through many times before, but it was never easy. He felt his scales retracting, his muscles shifting, his bones rearranging. It was a painful process, but he knew that it was necessary.
His tail deflated and rolled up slowly into his body as his legs thinned and straightened. His nozzle, talons, and spines shrunk until they were no more. He felt his skin itch as his scales smoothed out and lightened to the fragile human version. Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply, trying to keep himself calm as the painful final parts transformed.
He hoped that his choice of a muscular, tanned male with long flowy blonde hair as his borrowed form was the right one—what he’d seen in all the romance novels he’d read with the male holding a fainting female before being apprehended.
Loud bangs sounded on the front door.
“This is the Las Vegas Police!”
Xizi shook his head and opened his eyes, seeing the world in a dimmer and duller state as he clumsily walked to and opened the door.
Lights beamed down on him, blinding him, as loud noises deafened his weak ears.
“Sir! It’s been reported an alien has been seen near your house. Have you seen any aliens?”
“Yes. An alien tried to break into my house while I was with my… woman. I scared him, and now he’s in the backyard. He was stuck on my border before you came,” Xizi explained, hoping his body choice looked trustworthy enough for the authorities to believe.
When his species shifted to a form their bodies weren’t used to when they were low on energy, the transformation would appear incorrect, as if they had been glitched—mutated—in an abnormal color or equipped with the wrong body parts. He hadn’t had time to check his reflection in one of her metallic objects or mirrors before answering the door.
“Stay inside and step away from any doors or windows while we get rid of the alien for you.”
“It’s best you take your missus and hide while we take the alien in.”
“Will do. Thank you, officers,” Xizi said calmly, nodding as he shut the door, hurrying to the nearest window overlooking her backyard.
The gray male was still struggling with the bushes, unable to get himself unstuck and climb over the fence. A swarm of police officers surrounded him as a pair of beams from above covered the backyard. The police force had their weapons drawn as the gray male struggled to cooperate.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, officers rescued the male and dragged him to the ground, pinning him as they restrained his limbs. The head officer knocked on the sliding glass door, disappointment on his face.
Not caring about his nudity, Xizi answered, sliding the door partly open, screams and a constant hum of grunts coming from the captured male.
The head officer glanced at Xizi’s state as he entered the doorway in full raid uniform, gun in hand. He paused and signaled his squad to continue their assigned jobs. A few peered at him as they passed by, either chuckling at him as they shook their heads or jumping back, startled.
“Sir, sorry for the interruption,” the head officer said, coughing as he eyed Xizi’s crotch. “Is that the alien who tried to break into your house?”
“Yes. He ruined my special night with my lady.”
“Do you wish to press charges?”
“No. I would like to try to rectify what is left of the night and return to my female,” Xizi said, hoping to get rid of everyone quickly. “The night is still young, and the fireworks display has yet to begin.”
