Alien Hope (Fated Mates of the Sea Sand Warlords, #14)

by Ursa Dax

“There is no one who grows more tired of hearing my own thoughts than me.”

“If that is true, if these tears mean that you are unhappy...” Kohka’s jaw hardened at the back of his snout. “Then I never want to see them again.”

My path seemed to have gotten a whole lot brighter, ever since it crossed with hers.

“Well... I have heard that humans have exceptionally poor eyesight. I’m afraid that this confirms it.”

I chose Abby. She is mine. And Keir is, too. He is as much my son as if I’d put him in Abby’s belly myself.” My voice lowered, turned threatening. “If anything happens to either of them, these lands will henceforth be known as the Deep Sea instead of Sky. Because the valleys will run black with blood.”