Beast Chieftain's Bride
I never wanted a bride.
Especially not the sharp-tongued human healer sent to fix what my people broke.
But the moment Alana stepped onto my dying world, the Jalshagar roared awake inside my chest—fated, feral, and impossible to ignore.
She fights me with every word, every defiant glare, even as my golden scars burn brighter in her presence.
Tradition demands I suppress the bond.
My body demands I claim her.
And the collapsing planet? It only stabilizes when her pulse syncs with mine.
Now the only way to save everything is to drag this stubborn little healer to my side and claim her until the bond finally owns us both.
She thinks she can resist a beast chieftain.
She doesn’t realize she has already lost.
Read on for fated mate heat, possessive alien claiming, enemies-to-lovers surrender, and a beast who’ll burn his entire world before he lets his human go. HEA guaranteed!
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