The Only Woman on a Barbarian Planet

"Emergency transmission, This is Evan Hale of the Explorer Craft Alpha Zero Seven, I'm losing altitude. Emergency transmission, come in.

Academy base, respond.

The cabin's losing pressure, I'm sorry I took the ship! There's a fire on the bridge, I'm at—"

The Academy should be able to find me, but I disabled the tracker, stole an Explorer Craft and headed off on my own for a secret survey.

After crash landing I thought I would be torn apart by one of the several large predators known to inhabit the jungles of the planet's surface, but I was rescued!

Now I'm in the company of warriors, massive humanoid fighters who are all aggression and fight bundled into muscled, thick bodies. But that's where their humanness ends. They shapeshift, add appendages at will, turn to smoke on a whim, and are seemingly unstoppable as warriors.

Their leader, the fearsome Alpha Qajun, has claimed me as his prize and won't let me out of his sight. He and his two closest advisors shield me from the throngs of violent, unpredictable monsters under his command. The more time we spend together, the more my fear turns into attraction...for all three.

But I soon realize there are no women in his legion. In fact, there are no women anywhereplanetside, I'm the only one.

And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, half of them go into rut.

And they all want to breed.

With me.