There’s this tiny misunderstanding—well, attempted pillaging of women by the Vakhings—that turns into a kinda sorta kidnapping and suddenly Choler is involved in an intergalactic incident. Now he must use every ounce of his negotiating abilities as the Preor Ambassador and defuse the situation to avoid a massive war between Earth and the Vakhings.
Oh, and also convince his mate he’s not the enemy but truly his in every way possible. From the tip of her pert nose to the fullness of her breasts and the perfect roundness of her—ahem. She’s perfect in every way. She just also happens to hate Choler for the whole kidnapping thing. Dammit.
Faced with a tumultuous mating filled with emptiness, Choler must convince Thora he was an innocent bystander, but will she listen and soften her heart toward him?