They call themselves the Honey, but there’s nothing sweet about these warriors. Bridget Four alien warriors and only one unmated woman. Me. And I’m expected to choose between them. Watching Orik and Vari reunite, it is clear what they share is deeper than what Orik suggested. If I choose him, I need to choose both. I don’t think I can handle having two mates. But choosing no one is not the answer. Orik As fourth son, I never expected to find a woman who wanted me—my attachment with Vari has always been enough. But returning to the ship with her, and facing Vari and the other men, makes it clear that she needs to choose before demonstrations of prowess turn to outright violence. When Vari leaves my bed, every plan I made to have them both falls apart. When she chooses Vari, I hope I’ve done the right thing and haven’t lost them both. For readers who like exploring new worlds, sexy alien barbarians, and smart, kick ass heroines.