Mate. Die. Repeat.
“Five…”I wake up in a glass pod. I’ve been abducted.“Four…”A tidal arena. Five alien males. Three moons that drown everything when they align.Three…”He reaches me first. Gold eyes, impossible calm, a body built like a weapon.“Two…”He fights for me like I’m already his. Holds me like he already knows the shape of me.“One…”
But he refuses to tell me how he already knows my name.
