Kyle was having a hard time... not getting hard. Because his stupid sister insisted on having them study together.

But it wouldn’t be that bad. She asked a lot of questions and obviously needed the explanations of original Kyle to understand some things.

Frankly, if he didn’t know for sure that she was Human Kyle’s sister, he would have thought she was an alien trying to figure out a new and unusual world around her. But she just hadn’t applied herself until this point. Which meant that she had a shit ton of catching up to do.

That wouldn’t be so bad. Kyle’s biggest problem with helping her study, was her outfit.

She’d taken it for granted that he wouldn’t feel attracted to her, so she had gotten ‘comfortable.’ This apparently meant that she showered right after school, then wore no bra with a very thin spaghetti strap top that clung to her like a second skin. And then there were the boxers she put on in place of shorts. They were his. She’d stolen them. That wouldn’t have been so bad except that she’d rolled up the waistband so they looked more like short-shorts.

And every inch of her exposed skin looked so nice. If he had less self-control or been an asshole, he might have tried to touch her. But instead, he just suffered quietly and ignored the human responses to things he had been unfortunate enough to experience.

“Okay.” She pointed to a country on the map and accidentally leaned on him. “What is this DDWR country? Why does it exist here? It’s the damn size of Texas—TTT State. It’s in the middle of the PPP Ocean.”

Seeing her big beautiful green eyes the same color as his transformed body’s he stiffened then cleared his throat. “That country isn’t on our test. Don’t worry about it.”

“It shouldn’t be here. How does this even make any sense,” she quietly complained.

He was about to explain that it had been there for a few thousand years when his sensor alarm went off. He jumped to his feet and ran into his room to collect his machine. A few reviewing the data, he learned that it was just a wild dog trespassing.

He’d need to calibrate those sensors a bit better.

“Should we call it a night?” Hanna said from his doorway. Damn, she looked beautiful. And that was a distraction he couldn’t afford.

“Yeah. Let’s call it a night.”

She turned, giving him a great view of her swaying hips.

He closed his eyes and willed himself to not give in to temptation. Maybe some sleep would help.

***

Kyle woke to the sound of the sensor going off again. He jumped to his feet and grabbed the device that was connected to the array. Still half asleep, he reviewed the contents. Then, seeing something impossible, he woke up further.

His sensors picked up Lusundai genetics. And they were coming from his sister’s room!

Horror and fury ran through him at the thought of some damn Lusundai fucking his sister. Especially right under his nose.

He grabbed his device and pistol then slowly crept down the hall.

A floorboard squeaked. He stilled. He had to be absolutely silent. To calm himself, he breathed in and out.

The best way was to stay calm. Slowly, he turned the knob on Hanna’s door. Then he opened it.

When he entered, he scanned the room. There at her chest, a cat slept soundly. And that was where his device detected the genes. Was that cat the Lusandai? He doubted it but, he’d find out soon enough.

He created what was essentially a sleeping poison on the tip of one tentacle, then he shot it forward without warning. But the creature sensed his movements and darted away.

His tentacle hit Hanna’s chest, then he retracted it as he bolted toward the cat.

***

Hanna woke up to her chest, getting slapped by something small and slightly wet. Swiftly, she sat up and opened her eyes. Her furry cuddle buddy just escaped out the window.

Kyle cursed. He moved to the opening as if he was going to leap down from the second story to chase after it.

She hugged him from behind. ”Stop! That’s the neighborhood cat! He was just cuddling with me like he sometimes does.”

“He had Lusandai genes on him.”

“Do you even hear yourself? Do you honestly think one of those douchebags would turn into a cat and cuddle with me?” A familiar warmth spread through her.

He seemed to really think about it for longer than Hanna thought was necessary. “No.” With a sigh, he closed her window. “But it may have been in contact with the prince. I need to track it.”

She gripped his arm as a wave of heat, and pain traveled through her body. “Kyle. Did you try to use that immobilization secretion on the damn cat?!”

He looked off to the side. “It was a sleep-inducing secretion.”

“Damn it, Kyle. You got me with it! This shit’s even worse than the last stuff!”

His eyes grew wide.

“I don’t care if that cat is the damn Lusundai King, you’re not leaving this room until you help me take care of this!”

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