Alien Tyrant (Fated Mates of the Sea Sand Warlords, #1)

by Ursa Dax

I always knew my crush on the fox in Robin Hood would come back to bite me in the ass.

Yeah, it probably wasn’t a great idea to try to leave the tent. But what choice did I have?

Ugh that always pisses me off… Like where the fuck are you going? You have no transportation or supplies or protection or even a destination in mind.. why would you run from people who are healing, feeding and protecting you?!? like do you wanna die?

Those socks were just so soft and small. The fact that somebody in the tribe cared enough about the lost human girl who barely spoke their language to make her new clothes and socks was already enough to set me off. And finding out it was actually Buroudei? Yeah, that was a whole other level. The image of him, bent over and sewing a garment as ridiculously small as one of these socks, making sure it would fit my puny human foot, was a shot straight to my goddamn heart.

i’m not crying. There’s just a lot of dust in the air.😭

A strong warrior who seemed addicted to giving me pleasure, who’d made me a pair of freaking socks, plus new pants and a saddle? My last boyfriend couldn’t have even been bothered to take the trash out.

“YOU MUST LIVE, ZEEZEE. You must. I cannot think without you. I cannot breathe. If you die, I will wander the sands forever bereft without you. I will let the zeelk strip the flesh from my bones, and even that will not be enough to atone. That pain would be nothing to this. You must live. You must fight. You must. You must.”

Yeah ZeeZee get your shit together and wake up. 😡

“I will not tie you up, my beautiful mate. I will not make you stay here with me. But you should know that, if you flee, I will always follow. No matter where you run, I will find you. I will not force you to live as my mate, but I will always be at your side. Until the very end of my days.”