One dance with this ‘prince’ could cost her a job. Her freedom. Her life. Warlord Tane of Atlan is a warrior, not a prince. So why is he wearing these ridiculous white pants and gold-trimmed jacket? And gods help him, why are there hundreds of females in glittering gowns, circling like vultures, expecting him to dance? The human producers
Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Science Fiction
