There's only one thing the huge alien werewolf wants: me. Enduring harassment by a brain in a vial is hardly my vision of an ideal career, much less what I want for the rest of my life. When I’m selected for the Starlight Lottery, the choice is easy: literally anything is better than the space station I’m on. Except—it’s not a job they’ve found for me. Nope. I’m set to marry a ferocious alien werewolf clan leader. Not work for him. Marry. The life of luxury the Starlight Lottery sells to me sounds like a dream. Sure, I didn’t expect a husband in the mix, but I’ll take him over the brain. When I land and meet my werewolf, though? I certainly didn’t expect alien perfection—or the fact I’d be wildly attracted to him. Welcome to the Starlight Brides Lottery - luck is optional, but the hot alien is guaranteed.