species, another alien species that’s begun mating with Earth females. And they are expected on New Earth within the year.. That’s what we’ve been doing . The Ashen says there are some isolated Humans who can change their vibration themselves and phase like us to the Ashen’s dimension, but it’s extremely rare. So, that’s what we’ve been working on in shifts.”
“Yeah, when people can be convinced that this is necessary.” Teresa’s cutting comment has Desin and Jade nodding.
Holding her chip bag out, Jade shakes it slightly in our direction. “Totally normal. People are like sheep. Things will have to get a lot worse before they believe it’s game over for Earth.”
“But my Aunt’s gone to live there,” Teresa adds. “The people who’ve witnessed the Wen virus transitioned or who’ve inadvertently or intentionally been vibrationally changed are going.”
“Yes. You’ve seen the young female Taxin in Kópavogur?” Lilibeth directs her question at me, and I think about the snapping jaws and the way they chased me, letting out a shudder. Jaxtyn runs his hand up my arm from my wrist to my shoulder. “Well, imagine the adults. The large version of those.”
“Uh, yeah.” Jade slams her glass down on the table, emphasizing her words. “Once you’re treated … or mated … you can see right through their flimsy camouflage technology. People who see them tend to have a little panic attack and get on board with the idea of leaving contaminated Earth more strongly after that.”
Payak nods, sitting up to wrap his arms around Teresa as he leans over her shoulder. “Not all the Taxin are looking out for the Humans best interest. There are some, but Trus and Jen had the hardest time. The Taxin have developed something they call a Pinner, which can keep you from phasing, but we haven’t been given the go ahead to flush them out yet. They’ve been reported, though, and the Sovereignty is filing grievances with the Coalition—”
“So, nothing’s going to happen.” Desin cuts off Payak with his dooming statement.
“These things take time.” After Payak’s justification, my hands are squeezed to almost the point of pain. Wincing, I look up at Jaxtyn who’s staring at Nikon with a knowing look. It isn’t hard to figure out these are the ruling bodies, and nobody's happy with the speed of change. “We can’t do anything. There are how many of us? Six if you count Mavin and Trus? And technically, until we figured this out, there wasn’t even a way …”
Payak’s voice drifts off, and no one says anything. We all just look around the table uncomfortably until Payak turns and studies over the railing overlooking the house’s family room. “Alisha. You haven’t said hello to Jaxtyn yet.”
“Hello, Jaxtyn.” The female voice surprises me because I can barely see her in the dim lighting set up around their equipment. It’s late, and the six-hour time difference means it’s the middle of the night for my body even though it’s only eight in the evening here.
When Jaxtyn doesn’t answer the woman, I can’t help wondering if there was something previously between them? Is that why she’s so remote, and he’s being so rude? Glancing back and forth, it’s Lilibeth who leans over, almost whispering, “She’s artificial intelligence from the Sinth.” Still speaking in our language, her voice drops even lower. “They also record everything …”
My eyes get big at the realization. Jaxtyn’s hand continues to knead my shoulder as he looks around the table. “I’m sure Zoey’s exhausted. We should get back—”
“Wait, wait!” Teresa pops to her feet, glancing around the table. “I’m sure she has more questions, specifically about the mating. Can I get anyone anything else to drink?”
“Yeah,” Jade agrees from next to her. Lilibeth just smiles next to me. “Any questions, Zoey? Concerns? Things you want to share?” Turning to Teresa, she points her finger at her, “I’ll take a beer.”
I glance around the table, my body humming with excitement for the man … I mean, alien next to me. They’ve all been so kind and attentive. I know I need to be totally honest with them all. It’s only fair, and I’d rather tell Jaxtyn this while we’re all together than alone.
Studying my hands, I swallow hard before quietly stating, “Yes.” My voice is too quiet. Taking a deep breath, I look up, not daring to look at Jaxtyn. Instead, I focus on Lilibeth’s clear blue eyes. “Yes, actually. I can’t get mated because I’m married already.”
Turning to Jaxtyn, tears spring to my eyes,