When you read a series, do you mind if the POV changes between books?

So far my Legacy series has always been written from the POV of Alex, an alien who crashed on Earth. For this last installment, I've decided to go with the POV of the girl with whom he has fallen in love. Would that make you not want to read the sequel (and last book of the series)? Or would that not bother you at all?

Here is the opening chapter of my WiP. Like the other books, this story is a mix of science fiction and fantasy with a hint of romance.
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Chapter 1

"Hey, Mellie," Alex said, sticking his head in the room. "I see you found the memory device I set up for you." He walked in and touched the Zarhi Xralh. His face changed into a grimace and he quickly removed his hand as if the simple physical contact hurt him. "Are you sure you are up to experience this one?" he asked me. I could see the concern on his face.

"Yes," I replied. "Unless you prefer I don't."

He shrugged. "No, it is fine. It just that this mission, undercover with the Ksarrichis, I have such bad memories of it…but you are wise enough to know for yourself. It would never cross my mind to tell you what to do or what not to do."

"And that's why I love you so much," I said and jumped into his open arms.

"So now, how about I show you the command center?" he asked. "You cannot stay inside your room the whole trip."

"Command center? Isn't it where the pilot or the commander stands? Are we even allowed in there?"

He smiled showing his lovely dimples. I don't think I could ever get tired of watching them.

"Zulikmha," he said. "I am Lutnalind. There is no rank higher than mine. Of course we can go there, but we better hurry," he added while rubbing my back.

"Why the rush?" I asked and moaned at his touch. It felt so good.

"Do you not want to see your sun one last time before we leave your galaxy?"

"Huh? The sun? When d'we take off? How come I didn't feel anything?"

He shrugged. "To answer your first question, we left a couple of minutes ago. I asked them to hold off a bit so you could have a chance to see it. We should be in orbit around it as we speak. Now, for your other question, would you have preferred to experience the change in gravity? It could always be arranged—"

"No!" I said. "Absolutely not. It just that…I don't know…I thought maybe we'd have to strap up, or get into pods or som'thing," I told him. "Well at least, I don't have to worry about pissing my pants."

"Do you need to relieve yourself?"

After staring at him for a few seconds, I realized he was serious. "Oh, Alex, it's just an expression. People tend to pee themselves when they are scared."

He frowned and his eyelashes hid half of his azure blue eyes. I followed his stare but it appeared to be on nothing in particular. At least, nothing I could see. This could only mean he was up to something. As to prove me right, the corners of his mouth rose, offering me another magnificent display of dimples. I was definitely a sucker for those.
"I see," he said. "Kind of like when I titillate you."

"Titillate?" I repeated.

"Uh huh," he said.

"Who even uses that word anymore?" He didn't answer but his mischievous look made me raise my hands in front of me as a defense mechanism. "No, please," I pleaded but too little too late. He picked me up, and threw me on the bed where he proceeded to tickle me in all my most sensitive areas.

"Lutnalind Zhendar Xavelk, shall we wait a little longer for you and Ms Johnson to come to the bridge?" a voice asked.

It sounded like the man stood in the room with us, yet I couldn’t see any evidence of speakers of any kind. I brought my hand to my temple and touched the little gadget Alex had affixed there. It enabled me to understand his language, both written and spoken.

"Now that's technology," I said before I realized I had spoken aloud.

"We are on our way," Alex replied to the invisible man. He pressed his lips on mine and offered me his hand.

"Saved by the bell," I said and stood up ready for the great adventure that awaited me.

"Save by…what?" he asked and grunted. "Never mind...Let us go before they lose patience."

He took my hand and we ran like children through the corridors earning smiles and whispers from Alex's people who moved out of our way nonetheless. We stopped in front of a closed door that said 'Authorized Personal Only'.

"Ready?" he asked me.

"Won't the sun hurt me?" I asked suddenly worried. I was so eager to see it that I hadn't thought about the implications of standing in front of vampire's deadliest enemy.

"Not a chance," he reassured me. "The widescreen has a special safeguard as does the rest of the ship. You will be perfectly safe, as if you would see it on one of your movie screens, but it is real, Zulikmha. No fake here."

Nothing he had told me had prepared me for the magnificent view that greeted us. The sun, this huge ball of fire, covered most of the windshield—or whatever it was called on a spacecraft. It looked like I was seeing it through a prism. It was not yellow as I always thought it was but all colors at once, depending on which angle I looked at it.

"It's gigantic!" I said and noticed I had held my breath since we had entered the room. "Far from the cherry size dinky thingy I remember."

"And we are still at a reasonable distance from it," he said.

He pulled me closer, put his arms around me, and rested his chin on my head. The sight in front of me along with Alex's proximity gave me a hint of what it must be like to be in heaven. We watched without a word. Every now and then, fire seemed to spurt out of the bright star. Curiosity got the best out of me. I had to ask.

"Are these some kind of explosions on the surface?"

"Earthlings call them solar flares."

"They are beautiful."

"And quite handy," he added.

I pushed my head against his chest. "How so?"

"Our ships pull their energy from them. It helps us go faster," he explained. "Each orbit builds up our speed. Soon we will be using our momentum to propel us to the next star."

A particularly huge one that somewhat looked different from the others came directly at us. I gasped.

Alex chuckled and hugged me tighter. "We are safe," he said.

"It is time, Lutnalind," the man standing next to the Heart said.

"You may want to close your eyes for this," Alex advised me.

Little did he know how inadequate his warning had been. It had only made me more curious. Of course, I kept my eyes open. What would you expect? If he hadn't held me so close, I'd probably be sitting on the floor. Instead, he picked me up and held me in his arms.

"Are you alright, Zulikmha?"

"I don't know. My head's spinning."

"Let me bring you back to our room. What was I thinking?" he said, shaking his head. "You haven't seen the sun in a hundred and seventy years. Why would you heed to my advice?"

I could always count on Alex not to scold me. Even if he knew it was my fault, he'd never shove it in my face. The man had the patience of an angel…well that is…if they'd actually exist, that'd be how I'd imagine them. But…you know…they probably don't anyway…exist that is…

Oh shoot! Why am I babbling?

He laid me on the bed and sat beside me holding my hand. He looked regal in his Lutnalind attire. Not that he didn't look yummy in plain jeans and tee. In fact, he'd look even yummier without anything on.

"I know that look," he told me and smiled.

I felt my cheeks burn.

How did he guess what I was thinking?

"Lutnalind Xavelk, requested in the conference room," the voice said once again interrupting us.

Alex sighed. "I have a few meetings to attend but I promise to be back as soon as I can. Will you be alright?"

I nodded.

After giving me a kiss that left me wanting for a lot more, he left. I picked up the memory device and examined the little square box. It wasn't ornate or fancy, not even shiny. Nope, just a simple black cube, but what a cube it was!

"You and I have a date," I said and activated it.