Emotional

Sometimes you've just got to flip your big dumb alien onto his stomach and teach him a thing about masculinity. It’s not how much you’ve got—it’s how you use it. Finally, everything is going good for Carter. He's not a slave. He has a roof over his head. He's fixed his alien language translator and now can talk to Pykh and Siel, his protectors. Thankfully, they aren't promiscuous alien hillbillies. They're loyal men who love him, and Carter loves them back. Our space marine is ready to settle into a new life on the fleaf'akhie planet and be happy. But now there's another problem. On this planet… he's the girl? And not just any girl, but a pale, delicate, exotic princess who must be bowed to, courted, and entertained with poems. What's a tough space marine to do, being treated like this? Setting them straight would be easy, and Carter does come clean to his hopeful fathers to-be, but now a golden-armored general brings a carriage to take him away to safety. Carter must play along with the princess act, or he and his new family may be turned away at the gates.

Carter is the Omega from the Stars. He's magical (probably). Beautiful (definitely). And his exotic name is difficult to pronounce. He's either going to save the fleaf'akhie home world from invaders, or he's an invader himself in disguise, sneaking into the city! One thing is for sure: he chose his mates for battle, not love. Siel is a fabled war hero, fierce and capable. And Pykh? He's the muscle of the group. The brainless barbarian can't even count coins. He's a wild-man from who-knows-where. How can such a family ever conform to fleaf'akhie society? How can Council Leader Ruahyr let such a dangerous group past the gate? Well, he's seven months pregnant with a fleaf'akhie child, so someone has to let him in...