The harshest taskmasters in the galaxy aren’t warlords or generals… …they’re toddlers. I’m desperate for money so I interview for a job that makes even the strongest alien warrior tremble - nanny. After all, the kid’s don’t seem that bad. But the dad? He makes me want to BEG for the job. He’s so fine it scrambles my brain. Too bad his ego is the size of a supernova. And Boltor? He makes it very clear. This isn’t just a position to be filled. He demands to own me. I already know my answer. Will I regret this? Maybe. But one look at this hot, brooding, alien dad and I already know… I'll obey his every order.

To save my son, I’ll do anything… …Even fall back in love with his father. I ran from Jax because I wanted to raise Nova without worry… Well, I’m worried now. Because Nova is missing. Someone has taken him and there’s only one alien warrior in the galaxy brutal and dangerous enough to help me. But…how do I even approach him? Will he even listen to what I’m about to tell him? Maybe he’ll believe me when I tell him I never stopped loving him. But what will he do when… I tell him we had a son?