When Tempest Riverrun is taken from Earth, survival is the only thing on her mind.

She had already reached the end of her rope back home, standing on the edge of a life she didn’t want anymore. But instead of death, Tempest wakes up on Thraqe, a brutal alien world scarred by war and ruled by customs she barely understands.

The High Council gives her a choice.

She can wander into the alien wilderness alone and try to survive among the predators, or she can choose a mate from the warriors of Thraqe and live under his protection for six months.

To the people of Thraqe, the decision should be simple. Their species is struggling to rebuild after years of war, and human women are seen as potential mates capable of restoring their future.

But not every warrior is considered worthy of a human bride.

Dron has spent his entire life being feared.

The black scars that twist along his arm mark him as cursed, a man destined for violence and military service. When battles end, he isn’t celebrated like other warriors. He’s hidden away behind reinforced walls, treated as something dangerous that must be contained.

No woman on Thraqe would ever choose him.

Until Tempest does.

What begins as a desperate decision quickly becomes something far more complicated. Dron may look terrifying, but the brooding alien warrior proves to be surprisingly gentle with the fragile human who chose him when no one else would. Beneath the scars and the reputation is a fiercely loyal male who has never known affection, never known touch, and never imagined someone might want him.

Tempest must learn to navigate the strange customs of Thraqe, the harsh alien wilderness that surrounds them, and the powerful instincts of the alpha male who now considers her his mate.

But not everyone believes humans belong on Thraqe.

Some see Tempest and the other abducted women as the only hope for the future. Others believe mixing blood with humans will weaken their people forever.

And the moment Tempest chooses the most feared warrior on the planet, she becomes part of a conflict far bigger than herself.

Because on Thraqe, mates are not temporary.

And the warrior everyone calls cursed is beginning to believe that Tempest was meant to be his all along.

Tempest knew what she was doing was wrong.


She'd spent her whole life trying to stay away from situations like this. Trying to stay away from the lust that everyone around her seemed to fall victim to.


One kiss from Dron was all it took for her to forget all the promises that she'd made to herself.


The only saving grace she was giving her was the fact that she promised not to have sex before marriage. Technically, she and Dron were married so she wasn't really going against her word.


It was a flimsy excuse but it was all she had to hold onto at this moment.


That and the extra large primary sex organ of the gorgeous man laying on top of her.


Tempest whined and whimpered as Dron expertly kissed and licked up every inch of her accessible skin.


This whole ordeal started simply with her trying to teach him how to kiss. Trying to explore that level of connection with him. She didn't expect to feel so overcome with need.


Chapter 52 - Chapter 52