Cole was hunting a suspect who not only killed his victims; he ate them. It took an alien to hunt an alien, and he was the right male for the job. He didn’t have time to concentrate on anything else; then Noah was assigned as his partner. Noah didn’t do partners. The military drilled that into his head with the disloyalty and the dishonorable discharge they gave him. Now he was working on a case where the subject was an alien, and so was his partner. The same partner he shouldn’t give the time of day too; since he was straight. 

There was something about Cole that touched him places he never thought anyone could reach. Leta knew abuse; she knew how to hide it with a smile. More importantly, she knew recovering from abuse. How a sound or the sight of a figure could make you jump or stop paralyzed with fear. What she didn’t know was love. Her life was hard enough without Cole and Noah insisting on protecting her. 

They thought her life was in danger; it was a new nightmare. No, the real nightmare was what she was feeling for them. No one knew what was happening or where the threat would occur; they also didn’t expect the spark of attraction. It couldn’t last, because in life, it was always two, not three. Let the games begin. 

Mature audiences only.

This book comes with a trigger warning at the beginning of the book.