The charming blue alien says I'm his. It's got to be some kind of line. But how can I resist him . . . or his wicked tail?
HAZEL: I get lucky when horned blue aliens rescue me straight from cryo. So when I get the chance to use my communications skills to help save other human women, I jump on it. It's perfect. Except for him.
Of all the handsome devils, why did I get stuck alone on a mission with a heartbreaker? Especially one who keeps losing his shirt and carrying me everywhere. Kirel is all smooth talk and easy charm. He claims I'm his fated mate. But I refuse to be fooled by a handsome face again, no matter how tempting his whole . . . package.
KIREL: I never met a computer system I couldn't hack or a female I couldn't tempt for a fling. But without a fated mate, all of it was flimsy and fleeting. Until her. My soul's breath. The one destined to be mine forever.
Hay-Zul is the puzzle I can't figure out and the one I'm the most desperate to solve. I ache for her and her lush curves. When we go undercover to find more Hyoo-mon females, we pretend to be fated mates. But it's not fake, and I'll prove it to her. Then I'll take her as mine.
Contains mature themes.
