He's bronze. Grouchy. Mine. That is, if we don't die a horrible death first. Working on the fringes of space wasn't exactly how I pictured my life, but it paid the bills. My days were routine. Safe even. Until they weren't. When I'm rudely awakened because an incoming ship won't answer our comms, the last thing I expect to find is a race of aliens long assumed extinct. No one's seen the Illusians for over a century, and yet here they are. Bruised. Battered. And threatening to kick my butt. I broke the rules and let them in. So sue me. You'd have done the same thing if you'd seen their smoking hot leader. They're vicious, beautiful, and running from an enemy hell bent on enslaving them. I should walk away. But my boss is planning something that's almost certainly illegal, and besides…what else am I supposed to do when Ren of Illusia claims me as his mate? Just let him go without a fight? Hell no. This book is intended for mature audiences only. For the grown and sexy only. This book contains strong language, sexual content and mention of sexual abuse.

You know the worst part about surviving? Mourning your dead. I never saw it coming. Never expected to watch the life drain from so many people I loved. The sting of betrayal cuts deep, and after choosing to break UCom law, I’ve been blacklisted—deemed an Unwelcome. A group of females is missing, destined to be sold as slaves. So, when the Illusians and the warrior I love take off to find them, I join without a second thought. Hell hath no fury like an Illusian scorned. And my Ren? He’s about to set the universe on fire.

They say time heals all wounds, but they're wrong. What’s been done to the Illusian people is unforgivable. Those responsible need to burn. We’re tracking ghosts. Every time we think we’re close to the truth, we find more questions and more pain. But we’ve come too far and survived too much to let anything stand in our way. The price of justice is steep, and this could cost us everything.