Everyone fears Major Alexander Draven. At twenty-nine, he's the youngest Major to command an elite operations camp buried deep in the burning sands of Iraq - a man born from a dynasty of power and politics. His father runs corporations and elections alike. Alexander? He runs a battlefield like an empire - cold, precise, merciless. No soldier crosses him. No enemy survives him. No one touches him - until her. Lyra Brooks was never supposed to end up here. She's just the pretty army doctor with a smile too perfect to trust. Lyra knows how to stitch up bullet wounds but not her own scars. She keeps her heart locked away behind sarcasm and late-night drinks. But here she is, buried in blood and sand as a Field Surgical Resident with the U.S. Army Medical Corps. One drunken night. A bar miles from base. A man everyone fears and a woman who pretends she doesn't fear anything at all. One night of brutal, wordless heat neither of them ever mentioned again. Until now. When the two pink lines appear in the harsh white light of the medical tent, Lyra knows one thing for certain - Alexander Draven cannot find out. Not now. Not here, never. But war doesn't care about secrets. Danger doesn't care about mistakes. And Major Draven? He does not like being kept in the dark.

Sequel to Bound to Honor In war, trust is fragile. In betrayal, it burns. After surviving an ambush that tore Unit Nine apart from the inside, Lieutenant Colonel Rhys Callan is left picking up the pieces-and burying the man he once called brother. The traitor is dead. But the enemy isn't. And the questions Carter left behind run deeper than blood. Sent home on mandatory leave, the team scatters. Some heal. Some drink. Some disappear. Major Cecelia Livingston doesn't have that luxury. Still recovering from the last mission-and from being used as a hostage in Carter's final act-she's barely holding it together. The base is quiet. Too quiet. And Callan is keeping his distance. Again. But the silence doesn't last. Encrypted messages. Unexplained surveillance. A buried file Carter never had clearance for. Something is still moving behind the curtain-and all signs point to a larger, darker force pulling the strings. As secrets surface and loyalties fracture, Cecelia and Callan find themselves drawn back into the fire. The tension between them has never burned hotter-but trust comes slow when the last one you gave it to held you at gunpoint. The line between command and connection is razor-thin. And someone is waiting for them to cross it.