Book Description
If she's our mate... she won't be tamed easily Kalriss: She's the opposite of the women who flock to Colossus, eager to serve. This one hates us to the core. I nearly refused the contract. My triad has done snatch and grabs before. This will be our greatest test. Because when I have her alone... it's going to take every ounce of my will not to snap and lose my honor. If I do, we'll confirm her theories: that all Aurelians secretly ache to follow the Old Ways. That we're all obsessed with claiming our fated mate. We've spent our lives hunting down the cruel Aurelians who snap, and only Harper can give us the information we need to predict the Separatist's next move. She hates our species, and she's not going to give us the information if we ask nicely. We're going to have to take her... But I'm terrified I'm going to become what I've sworn to kill. As long as I don't taste need in her scent, I'll be able to hold back. Harper: Aurelians. Seven-foot-tall Greek Gods of men that fight in warrior triads. They could have ushered us into a golden era. Instead, they used their strength to subjugate us. No more. I'm the only alien behavioral researcher who predicted the split in their Empire. I knew that brutal alien warriors couldn't follow a human queen. I knew the Old Ways would rise again. I've dedicated my life to protecting humanity against their evil... But deep down, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a triad of the fierce warriors focused in on me and me alone. Protective. Possessive. Utterly in charge. Thank the Gods that will never happen. Better to read this alien mate romance series in order, but it contains a full story with a HEA!
