Ensnared 2023

Since the Final War, I’ve been doing just fine. I have a lovely cave, a darling vegetable patch, forest views . . . and if loneliness sometimes squeezes my aching heart, well, my books have always kept me company. That is, until a pack of hunters chase me from my home and right into the arms of several rather large, rather *brutish* ex-Army Rangers. And those brutes have the nerve to make me the rudest offer I’ve ever heard. Their protection—for my body. The whole thing is absurd. Scandalous. Perverted, even. I mean, just the thought of doing *that* with *five* men, well, it’s . . . it’s . . . I take the deal. Okay, so it’s possible I find them *indecently* tempting. But these men also have secrets, and pasts so fraught with emotion, I’m not sure I can untangle them all. Or whether they’ll let me. No, my brutes have made it excruciatingly clear where they think I belong—beneath them, between them, bent over backwards for them . . . but certainly not beside them. And I *don’t* think that’s going to work for me.