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trip is over.”
    “You wish to see our differences? I can show you, but I have no way of knowing how you’ll react to it. I’m told by the scouts that the shift can be frightening for Earthlings.”
    “Oh, no,” she said, her tone dry as she waved her arms to the side. “Please, by all means, show me how we’re different. But I’m warning you. Just pulling down your pants and showing me that you have a willy isn’t going to work. I’ve seen naked men before.”
    Kyran tensed. “You speak of other men to me? Your past is your past, but you dare to mention it? Now? On this day?”
    Eve trembled, flinching as he reached for her. He pulled back.
    “Oh, yeah, Kyran. I’ve had boyfriends. Lots of big, studly boyfriends. We had sex, lots and lots of sex in every position you could ever imagine. I’ve been ridden more times than a—”
    “Very well, bride, it will be as you wish. I will show you how we are different.”
    Kyran’s skin hardened as it turned a dark brown. A line grew out from his forehead, pushed forward to make a hard plate of impermeable tissue over his nose and brow. His eyes yellowed, able to see down to every microscopic movement of her body. Talons grew from his nail beds as deadly fangs extended from his gums. His dragon-like nostrils flared as he studied her.
    “Maybe now you see why you should not upset me with your lies, m’lady.” His voice was hoarse with the transformation.
    He waited for her to scream. Instead, she stared at him for a long time. Then, weakly, she whispered, “Yep. That would make you an alien all right.”
    Kyran reached for her with lightning reflexes, just in time to catch her before she hit the ground. Sighing, he lifted her limp body easily into his arms. What an unusual way to begin their mated life together.

Chapter Six
    A sexy man who turned into a dragon-like beast? Alien planet? Three suns? Yep. It was decided. Eve was never drinking again.
    She slowly opened one eye, hesitantly looking through a narrow slit. There was no red tent. That was something. However, the gray stone wall was little better. Groaning, she opened the second eye. “Where in the world am I now?”
    The bed was enormous, carved from dark wood. It was the biggest she’d ever seen, raised up on a stone platform and reached by steps at the end. A barren fireplace dominated most of the wall in front of her. Its mantel was empty, but there was a large dark blue banner with a silver dragon hanging over it. The dragon matched the one embroidered on the bedspread covering her. Throw pillows at the end of the bed were opposite in color—silver with dark blue dragons. She tossed the bedspread aside and found that she no longer wore the strange gauzy outfit, but now a long cotton nightdress that looked as if it belonged on her great-great-grandmother.
    “Okay, the dragon man I can handle,” she mumbled, “but who keeps changing my clothes?”
    The bedroom was a large rectangle with a high-vaulted ceiling like a miniature gothic cathedral. At the very top, there was a domed glass window. A long pull string hung from the middle of it. By the soft light coming from outside, she easily guessed it was daytime.
    There were no doors that she could see, only arched entryways. One led to a long room with chairs and a couch. Two giant dark wood wardrobes were set along one wall opposite a narrow slit of a window. The first wardrobe was empty. Inside the second were men’s clothes.
    “Kyran,” she whispered, touching the sleeve of a blood-red tunic edged with black. Next to the wardrobe on a low table was an array of jewelry—metal armbands, a silver and gold crown, a collection of brooches. She lifted a brooch, studying the intricate design. Glancing up, she saw an array of vicious weaponry hanging on the wall—swords, knives, axes, maces, a few things she didn’t even know what to call. Her fingers shook and she dropped the brooch. “Oh, crap. I’m on a planet stuck in the medieval period. I