Book Description

She is for Jordon and he is for her. She just needs a way to convince him. Sarinnea is the matriarch of the oldest Siren house on the planet of Rylen. She sits on the Council of Elders and has the ear of the High Priestess of the Creators. How long is she supposed to wait for the stoic Norblade she loves to appreciate how difficult it is to offer him a place at her side? Despite having lived the majority of her long Siren life on a planet that reveres a mate's passion, Sarinnea long ago learned that even the truest love and devotion is sometimes not enough. She should be dealing with the dissension of the younger males in her house, not worrying about some alien who doesn't love her. Yet how could she not be appalled that a year of living on Rylen has only managed to convince Jordon that she's used her Siren powers to beguile him? Beguile him? Really? Why would she do that when males vie for her attention daily? Male attention is not something she lacks. Plus, she's lived centuries alone and never minded. Raging fires of Helios, she's never begged a male for anything until Jordon entered her life. The Norblade should thank his lucky stars and whatever deities he worships that she’s tolerated the stupid male pride which keeps him from loving her back.