Feral and deadly, this alien gladiator is here to protectnot claim me for himself.
The alien virus I caught after I was taken from Earth has left me a shadow of my former self. The only saving grace, my voice is unaffected, but it means I’m the songstress to a wealthy alien who keeps me like a canary in a gilded cage.
Then, after someone attempts to assassinate him, he employs a gruff, grumpy former Gryn gladiator as his personal bodyguard. Rych is intimidating and handsome in equal measure, with a penchant for training outside my window in the early morning, all muscles, feathers and very little in the way of clothing.
I might be able to sing, but speaking to him is a different matter entirely, and I’m sure a virtual god like Rych wouldn’t want a broken thing like me anyway.
Until the assassin strikes again and I find myself stuck in a cave with a massive feathered gladiator who is too hot for words. As we attempt to get back to Tatatunga and he takes care of me without making me feel like a burden, I find myself falling more and more for my big brooding bodyguard.
Until I discover the truth about the virus infecting me and if we don’t find a cure, then not only will I lose him, Ill lose my life.
And Im not ready to die yet.
