Deceitful Lottery (MxM)| Y.E.P.1 series, BOOK 1 - 4

6. Chapter - Zayrah

Picture of Qen'eixe, Azka's dad (the picture belongs to lovely LAS-T https://las-t.deviantart.com/art/Moonfeahr-Fairlynn-337162557)

The chapter is finally here! I'm so sorry it took longer than I said earlier!

As I said in the last post, after reading the chapter after myself, I discovered it was full of nonsenses and stupid mistakes. The editing itself took only an hour or so, but as you will see, I decided to add several sentences in an alien language that weren't there before (I used just three dots in brackets to signalize they were talking) and I had to set some basic rules for the language, which took longer than I previously thought. But it's finished now and I hope you will like it!

The sentences are translated at the end of this chapter - together with the pronunciation!

One more thing, before you start reading! There is one part in an alien language that is not translated at the end of this chapter - just the pronunciation. There is a reason for it, so don't be surprised!

And without any further ado, go ahead and read!

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Corey was left speechless. He couldn't stop looking at the handsome guy in front of him. Everything about the alien was so mesmerizing and captivating he thought he was dreaming for a second.

Azka'rah was wearing a grey-white uniform that hugged his body so tightly and perfectly, it looked like it grew on him. It was a specially made suit from an airy material, and it brought up his beautiful eyes, going well with his hair and the markings on his face as well. Everything on him, even the color of his skin, as pale as other aliens', matched together extremely well. He looked perfect, like a prince from a fairytale, and that thought scared Corey. He remembered the words of the alien doctor, about how important the people were, and his forehead covered in cold sweat just thinking about it. He couldn't help but wonder why he had to be left with people like that. He wanted the year there to be calm and stereotypical. But if these people were important, then that meant, there wouldn't be anything even remotely stereotypical about his stay there. Important people liked to be extravagant, and extravagant wasn't Corey's thing.

He shook his head to rid his mind of unnecessary thoughts and straightened his back.

Clearing his throat, he came closer to the man in front of him and held out his hand, trying to look confident, though his hands were shaking in fear.

"It's nice to meet you. I hope my stay here won't be a bother to you and your family," he said, trying to smile, but it was so forced his face twisted in a horrible expression, making him look like he was in pain.

The alien's eyes flashed with strange light, unrecognizable emotion written all over his face. He took his hand, a little bit unsure of himself because he wasn't familiar with this gesture, and squeezed it, smiling at Corey.

"Do not worry; you will definitely not be a bother to us. I am happy to finally meet you and provide you with an accommodation." His deep and melodic voice was ringing in Rey's ears and his head strangely light, as if clouded with some kind of drug. They were staring at each other for several long seconds, not wanting to let go. The first one to release the hold was Corey, feeling weirdly sad at the loss of contact with the alien's smooth skin. He was confused with the sudden emotion, not understanding why he should be sad he stopped touching the stranger he just met. Staring at the alien's torso intensely, he watched Azka'rah turn, motioning for Corey to come with him, leading him towards white, rounded object that stood few feet away from them.