She thinks no one sees how much she’s carrying. I’m an empath. I feel every ounce of it.

Brooklyn keeps the whole station running and never lets anyone see what it costs her. Perfectionism kept her safe growing up, and she’s not about to unlearn it now — least of all for a blue-haired Dalgurian warrior who looks at her like she’s the answer to a question he’s been asking his whole life.

Falkin came to Libra Station to broker the most important trade deal in his people’s future. He didn’t expect the Intergalactic Dating Agency to match him with the one woman who refuses to believe anyone ever stays.

He’s ready to open his heart. She’s spent a lifetime learning not to leap.

But Falkin is patient, honor-bound, and can feel exactly how lonely she is behind that careful smile. There’s just one problem: Brooklyn’s found out he made a bet before he ever arrived — and now she has to decide whether she’s a woman he chose… or a prize he won.

A fated-match, he-falls-first sci-fi romance — Book 8 of the Most Wanted Alien Brides: Intergalactic Dating Agency.