My human Starlight Lottery bride was supposed to be a pawn, not become my most precious prize…

As the eldest prince of an ancient and regal orc bloodline, I should be focused on my lands and people.

Instead, I'm constantly thwarting my family's attempts to ensure that I produce an heir.

Having no interest in the wealthy, well-bred women my family keeps foisting upon me, I lose my patience and take things into my own hands.

I will marry. But it will be a woman from one of the weakest and most detestable races in the universe.

I will marry a human.

But what begins as a malicious jab at my meddling family turns into something else entirely when Luna actually arrives. She's lovely, tiny, and soft in a way that makes me feral with the need to protect her.