It's hard enough being the only human on this alien planet with no memory of how I got here. I have no business being imprisoned by a military Captain. But here I am, handcuffed for weeks to a brooding, powerful warrior that's convinced I'm a spy. I've been a servant at the Captain's camp for months - cooking, cleaning, and living peacefully. When his tent catches fire, and I'm accused of spying, I'm taken as his prisoner. I don't know how I'll survive eating, bathing, and sharing a bed with the intense man for weeks. If the war raging across the planet doesn't kill me, the building tension between the Captain and me will do the trick.