It wasn’t hours spent in the gym honing his physique. Over six foot and broad across the shoulders, just the same as any other Leo class out there. Rolling to his feet, he stood, and smothered a smile as the female guard at the back gasped.
Cyborg he might be, but even he could feel pain. Lyon would prefer to avoid being the mechanism for that payback. His team had killed some of this man’s crewmates and, from the looks of it, the guy was itching for payback. The hard look in his eyes warned Lyon not to try anything. To the back of the cell, the guard ordered. What he hadn’t known, and was now kicking himself for, was that she’d have an Empath virtually joined at the hip. She was dangerous, inventive and unpredictable. He’d been too arrogant and assured of his own abilities.Īs soon as he’d seen her among the Arcadia marines, he’d recognized her. He might as well have just looked at the pictures. He should have known General Ryland, über-marine legend, wasn’t going to be that easy to catch.įor heaven’s sake, he’d read the goddamn file on the woman.
He was furious, more with himself than anyone else. Lyon seethed in silence as the security officers buzzed around his maximum-security cell like flies around a honeypot. Can Lyon and Samara survive betrayal, a fleet attack and their own suspicions, or will their happily ever after disintegrate under enemy fire? Read more A tracker on board brings a horde of fleet ships down on their heads. However, the universe, and the Fleet, have other ideas.
He'll take her as his due, keep her in his bed and pleasure them both for as long as he has breath left in his body. His little human has gotten under his skin. When his team arrives, he knows he should walk away. But Samara isn't like the rest, treating his wounds with care and igniting a fire deep within. He should keep his hands to himself and forget her.Ĭaptured and en route to a medical facility for dissection and study, cyborg Lyon expects to be treated like a piece of machinery by his captors. Dealing with the lethal-looking military-grade cyborg should be terrifying, but one look into his green eyes and she can't think of anything other than what he looks like under the grey ship suit. But when a dangerous prisoner is transferred aboard, she finds herself on brig duty. Why can't she keep her hands off him?Ī junior nurse aboard the Combined Fleet Ship Valkyrie, Samara's days are usually filled with minor bumps and scraps and the occasional health or workspace check. He's one of the most dangerous creatures in the galaxy.
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