Enslaved under alien rule, I've forgotten what kindness feels like-until my choices deliver me to the Zohra. Towering, horned, and unreadable, they are nothing like my past captors. And Karshok... he is nothing like the monsters I've known. He is fierce yet protective, distant yet impossibly gentle with me. I should fear him. I should resist him. But just as I stopped believing in salvation, he appeared-and with him, a warmth I thought I'd lost forever.