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After her divorce, Meryl Faulkner decided to embrace all the best life has to offer: family, friends, and retirement. She never expected a sexy winged alien to divebomb into her quiet, orderly life. And he seems to think he’s her mate!
Deemed un-mateable from birth.
Years ago, Rol Raptorclaw came to terms with the solitary life society thrust upon him. Serving his monarchs keeps him too busy to be lonely—mostly. So how is it that one maddening human female has inserted herself into his unworthy heart?
Rol is determined to convince Meryl he is not a flight risk, but can he do so before the trade negotiations with Earth wrap up and he must return home?
Welcome to the Silverstar Agency, specializing in intergalactic love matches for those over fifty.
No, the reason was plain: he had not earned that designation in her life. He may have even revolted against it on some unconscious level.
He shifted his gaze to Elder Kai Firewing. The Firewing clan’s main function was to match mating pairs within the other four Bezchian clans. It was an ancient tradition that they had upheld for thousands upon thousands of sun migrations.
Oh, there had been a few exceptions, of course. Kyzel had just done the unthinkable by eschewing that tradition and finding his new mate through the services of the Silverstar Agency on Earth. And about fifteen sun migrations ago, a Raptorclaw ship’s captain had liberated a pirate ship of its Earthling “cargo”, then mated with one of the females.
And then there is you.
Unmateable, because of weakened genes. An affliction all could see each time they looked into his duel-tone eyes. One gray, one blue.
The sound of footsteps on metal intruded on his thoughts. Kyzel and Robyn had ended their kiss while he was distracted, and were strolling up the boarding ramp, their hands linked.
Finally, it was time to go. He slid his gaze back to Meryl. Her brown skin was covered with a thin sheen of moisture, almost glowing under the midday desert sun. Even her hair—dark at the roots, but golden at the ends—shimmered like fire in the sunlight.
Meryl Faulkner was fire, in her appearance and in her personality. Touch her, and he might get burned. But, if he could touch her, just once, it might be worth the pain. Even though the female seemed perpetually angry with him.
Ah, well, it was not meant to be. Despite both of them being well past prime heir-providing years, he was still not an acceptable choice as a mate.
He stepped toward the ramp, glancing up at his monarch. Kyzel had stopped midway up the ramp, and now stared at him with an expression of stunned disbelief, a human cell phone in his hand. Rol frowned. Was that the same one the Silverstar agent, Nixy Vogel had given him the day they had arrived?
Rol made a vague hand-wave in the direction of the phone. “Did you forget to return the device?”
Probably had it in one of the carrying pouches of his flying leathers. Surely, Meryl would return it, if asked.
Kyzel shook his head. “Rol, you did not tell me you had applied to the Silverstar Agency.”
A shiver of surprise went through his wings. Applied? Silverstar? What?
True love only happens once in a lifetime, right?
Nixy Vogel waited a long time for wedded bliss, only to find herself widowed two years later. Working for the Silverstar Agency has helped ease her grief. So, why is the alien who’s trying to put them out of business stirring such a longing in her shuttered heart?
Waiting several lifetimes for “the one”.
The ancient mate-matching tradition of Kai Firewing’s clan could end, unless the Silverstar Agency is exposed as a fraud. Simple enough to do…until his rival lights a fire in his heart as only the soul mate of an immortal phoenix can.
Will Nixy embrace her second chance before it—and Kai—go up in flames?
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