When it comes to his mate, there are no rules. Get the target and go. But then he finds her. Her scent drives him, tempts him to forget the mission. And there's no rule book for this. One hundred years of strife between feuding warlords has dragged the Fringe planet Kerrind...
For by-the-book Aedan that's how its always been. How it'll always be.
Clever, adaptable Myria.