He stole me from my jailers. Now I’m not sure if I want him to let me go.
Jolene I only meant to save lives on Earth. Instead, I’m trapped on a hostile alien world, protecting the women in my care from Krektar brutes who want to break us. I can’t afford to falter.
Then he appears. Scarred, massive, a Naga scout with a broken soul. When the Krektar push too far, it’s his arms I fall into…and his protection I can’t resist. Khawla is danger and salvation in one.
He says he’s broken, a father with too much to lose. When he looks at me, I feel wanted, cherished, even as every warning tells me to run. Maybe I should. But my heart is already his.
Khawla I was sent by the new Queen to scout for danger, to observe but not interfere. The moment I saw Jolene stand fearless against the Krektar, I knew she was mine.
Standing by idly is no longer an option. I’ve lost once before. My mate. My heart. My peace. All I have left are my three younglings, and I’d burn the world to keep them safe.
But this female… she sparks something fierce in me, something I thought long dead. I took her to shield her. Now I’ll fight my clan, my past, and even the gods to keep her.
Because a warrior only mates once, and I choose her.
