Once a marine, always a marine. Kira Even if you're light years from Earth being followed around by a giant lizard with so much arrogance, he occasionally chokes on it. Not to death, or anything. Nothing as useful as that. I will admit, he's handy in a fight. Not to mention a lot of fun to tease. I just wish he'd stop calling me out for walking around yowling like a cat in heat. Except replace yowling for cursing, then I think you've got the picture. Regardless of what my raging libido thinks, we are not going there. Nope. No way. Drasuk She is the most confounding being I have ever met. With explosive anger, tirades for any occasion, and nonsensical insults. Despite all my efforts to teach her how to say something clearly, she utters complete insanity. It's oddly endearing, attractive, even, but drakonids simply don't mate outside our species. It isn't done. Of course, I'm not thinking about that. Preposterous. I just know we are better when we are together. Working toward a common goal. Ours is simple. Every hunter must die. Note: Books in this series end in as HFN. They can be read alone, but it will take all the women and their mates to fight for their collective HEA. It will be more enjoyable if read in sequence. This series is meant for readers 18+ and includes explicit content and violence, with dark themes. Beware of triggers.