A cat shifter mercenary–gun, fangs, and claws for hire–doesn’t fall for a pretty little human. It’s cost the Regime big-time to have me and my guys hunt down the Resistance fighters skulking in caves spread across this gods-forsaken planet. My sole focus here is this deployment. Until Maya touches me, igniting the first phase of a bondmate.
It doesn’t matter how freakin’ sweet she is. How sexy. No way in all seven hells will I complete the three bonds. As long as I don’t kiss her, we won’t hit second base. And I’ll be damn sure to keep my hands off her incredible body, because having sex with her would bring on bond three, linking our souls for eternity. Problem is, now it’s not just my damn life that’s in danger. My heart is in all kinds of trouble.
Herc has to believe I’m nothing more than a nurse working for the Regime. If he finds out I’ve infiltrated the military compound to rescue my imprisoned sister, my life’s in danger. He may be the hottest guy I’ve ever seen –shifter or man–but I refuse to bond with someone who’s hunting my people into extinction.
Now that my mission’s accomplished, I can flee into the desert. He’ll never find me once I’m hidden in the Resistance stronghold. Problem is, Herc’s hot on my heels. If he catches me, will he return me to the Regime? Or does he have his own–very personal–plan for me instead? Hooking up with me will ruin Herc’s career and make him an enemy of his own people. But if he hands me over to the firing squad, the bullets won’t need to hit my heart to shatter me into a billion pieces.