Cirrus@Austlit

'I've been captured and imprisoned. To escape, I must bond with a
cocky, alien cat shifter warrior. I'll do it, but he won't get past the walls surrounding my heart...

'Lyrie: I have three secrets, but I'll share one with you. I'm falling for Khal, a Cheetakin shifter. But I won't—can't—let anyone know how I feel. Because, if the Regime who holds me captive discovers there isn't anything I wouldn't do to keep Khal safe, well, they'll use my love against me. Use him to break me.

'I must escape the compound and cross the desert to reach the relative safety of the Resistance. Before it's too late. If I don't get away, they'll force us to come together, then steal the child we make for their evil experiments. Turn an innocent baby into a monster. So, I'll fight my growing love for Khal and somehow, resist his touch.

'Khal: There are secrets in my past. Things no-one outside my band-of-brothers will ever know. Guns, fangs, and claws for hire, the guys and I are tight, and I know they'll never judge me for what I did. They don't need to. I judge myself.

'And that's why I have to be alone. That's why I can't allow Lyrie into my heart, into my life. Because loving her means death. But not necessarily for me.'

Source: Publisher's blurb.