Elian

I never planned to crash behind enemy lines, straight into the arms of an alien warlord. Rael — towering, muscle-bound, golden-skinned, with a set of horns that scream warrior king.

Our species are at war. He shouldn't look at me with anything but hatred.

But his touch is surprisingly gentle.

He could kill me. He should kill me.

So why doesn't he?

Rael

Humans are our sworn enemies, the cruel alien race warring with my people.

But then one fell from the sky.

Elian's resilience awakens a part of me I had sealed away — a need to bond, to care, to protect. Despite every rule, every vow, the beautiful human stirs a primal need deep within me.

I've claimed him in the name of war, yet he's claiming my heart.

And letting go? Unthinkable.