Chasm (The Glacian Trilogy, #2)

by Stacey McEwan

“Some genes cannot be diluted,” Baltisse says in her cryptic way, voice low and deadly.

Esra shouted something that sounded like “holy mother of dick.”

“If it concerns Dawsyn, then I should know.” “Because you love her?” “Love is a trace of what I feel,” he snarls.