I started this life as a broken altar for the sacrifices to the land, a place where people begged for rain and crops. From death I came, and that burden I bear alone. But, for the first time since my brother lost his mate, we’ve found an aspect, a mate fit for a god. So when Cliff goes missing, it’s my task to find out where he’s gone. But when I find him, I find so much more, a mate, a future, and a very angry little hare whose only concern is salad and violence.
I’ve never thought of myself as straight or gay. I never cared for either, but when I’m kidnapped by some shady people with a grudge against my sketchy darkweb dealing brother, I find a man—er, a god—I can’t resist. I don’t want to put a label on things. Of all the things I can call myself, I’m happy to say I’m his.
