Chapter Nine
Zaron watched as Emily’s pupils dilated and her face turned even paler. “What?” she whispered. “What do you mean, your people will have arrived?”
“We’re getting ready to formally meet your species.” Zaron leaned against the mirrored wall. “In seventeen days, we’ll make contact with your leaders—and at that point, you can return to your regular life if you wish.”
“You’re going to reveal yourselves to us?”
“Yes,” Zaron confirmed. “So you see, you have nothing to worry about. You can just stay here as my guest and recuperate for a little while.”
She drew in a deep breath. “Right, as your guest. Until your people arrive. Until everyone learns that aliens exist. Got it.” She sounded like she was in shock, and Zaron wanted to pull her to him and rock her back and forth, soothin
