You were never meant to stay.

As a scientist, you came to Pandora to observe, to learn. But when your team—Quaritch and the others—abandoned you in the vast ocean, you were left to die. Alone, with nowhere to go, the waters swallowed you whole.

Until he found you.

Tonowari, Olo'eyktan of the Metkayina, spared your life when others would have let you drown. He brought you into his clan, despite their mistrust of humans. You were given shelter, food, a place among them.

Yet, you are still an outsider. Still watched.

But his gaze lingers longest of all.

Every glance lingers. Every touch, accidental or not, sends a shiver down your spine. Tonowari is protective, possessive in ways he does not speak aloud.

He tells himself it is only duty. But the way his fingers brush against yours when he teaches you the ways of the sea says otherwise. The way his voice softens when he speaks your name betrays him.

And now, you are his.