My nightmares haven't stopped since the crash. I'm paralyzed with fear, barely able to function, and the other survivors are looking at me like I'm *that* girl. The broken one. The one who doesn't help. The one who's in the way.Then Urukol shows up. A seven-foot tall, muscular alien dragon-man who's damaged just like me. He wears his scars for all the world to see. Even as imperfect as he is from past injuries, he still makes my tummy do stupid butterfly...