Wrangled by the Alien Rancher (Cowboy Colony Mail-Order Brides, #2)

by Ursa Dax

“Is he on that ship? With your mother?” He bared his fangs in a hissing gesture I’d never seen from him before. “Because if he is, I may have yet another murder charge upon my head before the day is out.”

Maybe I didn’t have anxiety. Maybe I was just allergic to being around my mother.

“I do not care if you are the Emperor of Zabria himself! No one comes here and speaks to my wife that way. No. One.”

“Every day,” I seethed, as if my very soul were seeping out from between my teeth, “I thank the sun for rising just so it can shine upon her. Simply to breathe the air beside her is something that I treasure and fight every moment to deserve. I do not care if you do not respect me. But you will respect my wife.”

“You know, in this moment, I rather wish you were not so brave,”