They had expected to find the first colony when they arrived on Proxima B. Instead, they discovered the planet had already been claimed by an indigenous, winged species. The world torn apart by war.
And no sign of the colony that should have been well established.
Annabelle had decided she didn’t want what she could have, and that it was purely insane to want the alien men–Ryne and Torr–who had decided as soon as they saw her that they wanted her for their hearth woman.
As torn as she was, she knew there would be no way back if she chose the alien men over her own people, over Connor, and she didn’t think she had the courage to do that
