I should’ve killed her the second I caught her.
Instead… I claimed her. Now she’s gone—vanished into the void with my heir in her womb. They say Reapers don’t feel. That we’re forged in bone and bred for war.
But I remember the sound she made when I claimed her. The look in her eyes when I called her mine. The way she tasted when she begged for more. They took that from me.
I burned half the sector hunting her down. I crawled back from death for one thing only—my blood. And when I find her again? She’ll learn the Bone King doesn’t ask twice.
She hides my child like a secret. I’ll raise our daughter like a weapon. She wanted freedom. She’s getting a throne.
Read on for brutal breeding claims, a secret heir prophecy, throne-room vengeance, and an alien warlord who won’t stop until his baby wears his crown. HEA Guaranteed!
