Romancing the Feral by Gail Koger

Coletti Warlord Series Book 18

Much to her parents’ delight, Zadie’s angelic appearance and unique psychic abilities won her the title of master thief by the time she was twelve years old. Zadie wasn’t so elated, she hated stealing.

Her parents’ life of crime was how they ended up on Gliese, the hellhole of the galaxy, where every day was a fight for survival, and the inhabitants would slit your throat for a scrap of food, or a bottle of clean water. Zadie’s innocent appearance hides the feral warrior she’s becoming.

Jedrick, commander of a Coletti battle group, is stunned to discover this dangerous child is his future mate and it’s a full-time job keeping her alive. Will she live to see twenty-one?


Poof! Out of nowhere, a huge, very angry Coletti warrior with red chains woven into his warrior’s braids appeared with a laser pistol in one hand. His cold amber gaze studied me for a moment and then dismissed me as harmless.

I rolled my eyes. Like Mother always said, ‘Males are predictable and incredibly stupid’. Uncle Ax had psychic abilities, but he seldom used them. If he had mentally scanned the area for any kind of threats, he wouldn’t be oblivious to the Coletti warrior standing behind him. Now would he? Once again it was up to me to save the day. I raised my hands and in my best scared little girl voice cried, “Don’t shoot us. Please, don’t shoot us.”

Uncle Ax’s head jerked up. His eyes began to glow as he summoned his berserker powers.

I smothered a groan. In his berserker mode, reckless didn’t even begin to describe Uncle Ax.

Totally ignoring the weapon pointed at him, Uncle Ax attacked the warrior.

To my horror, the fight lasted about sixty seconds. My uncle was abruptly face down on the floor and handcuffed. “I am Battle Commander Jedrick, and you are under arrest for theft, sabotage, terrorism, and child endangerment.” He held out his hand to me. “Come to me child. You are safe now.”

Like I said, predictable. He thought the laser pistol on my gun belt was a toy and he wasn’t wearing his battle armor. I whipped out my child-sized weapon and fired.

Jedrick’s eyes widened in surprise as the stun beam hit him in the chest. He crumpled to the deck as violent muscle spasms contorted his body. His gaze never left me. It was as if he was imprinting me on his mind.

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