Vanquished
My planet made a deal with the ruthless Vandar. Now I belong to the most feared warlord in the galaxy.
It was supposed to be a random lottery with just one unlucky woman chosen to seal the alliance between my frozen outpost and the Vandar warriors. One bride to guarantee we wouldn’t betray them to the Zagrath Empire.
But the moment the massive alien walked into my bakery that morning, his golden eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that stole my breath, I knew. Somehow, I knew my life would never be the same.
And I was right.
When my name was called, I was torn from my sisters, my home, and the underground rebellion I’d built in the shadows. Dragged onto a vast warbird, claimed by Raas Wrexonn, the Keth’rax himself. The Scourge.
He told me he saved me. That the Empire had marked me for execution, that taking me was the only way to keep me alive.
I told him I’d never forgive him for it.
But as we’re hunted across the galaxy by Imperial forces, as I discover the truth about the war he’s fighting and the pain he’s buried beneath his ruthless exterior, I’m forced to confront an impossible reality: the alien warlord I’ve vowed to hate might be the only one who truly sees me.
But the Raas wants more than compliance. More than tolerance. He wants me to choose him freely, even though he stole that choice from me.
And the most terrifying part? I’m starting to want that too.
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