I didn’t choose my career, and two decades in the media has been far too much. Fleeing LA, I thought things would calm down.
When my plane crashed, I did not expect to be plunged into fiction. But that’s what happened when I came face to face with a dragon.
When the dragon disappeared, a gorgeous man started berating me. It would have been laughable if I weren’t at death’s door.
Then I learned the plane crash wasn’t an accident, And people still want me dead.
But who? And how did they know I survived? I don’t have time for those questions. Because the gorgeous man clearly thinks he’s an alpha. Worse yet, he believes that he’s a dragon shifter.
How can I make him see reason and help me get out of here?
Or am I trapped with someone who has lost his mind in the Alaskan wilds?
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