Kazan: Minotaur Mates

Running away to marry an alien stranger probably wasn't my smartest decision.

But after four years with a controlling ex, crossing the galaxy seemed safer than staying on Earth.

Kazan is something completely out of this world.

He’s a scarred minotaur gladiator turned frontier farmer. Seven feet of horns, muscles, and quiet strength. He’s the kind of male who could take whatever he wants without bothering to ask.

Instead, he keeps giving me choices.

The problem? There's a flag on my file and one ironclad rule attached to my trial marriage:

No touching.

If we break it, I'll be deported.

Which would be easier if Kazan wasn't looking at me like I'm the answer to a prayer he stopped believing in years ago.

Easier if every day he wasn't proving that real love looks nothing like possession.

But the past I ran from isn't done with me yet.

And when it comes for me, it's going to discover that beneath Kazan's gentle smile is a monster who survived the gladiator pits.

A monster who has finally found something worth fighting for.