Instinctual

EVERY MAN WANTS HER. MANY WANT TO KILL HER.

Good luck to them...

For the first time in her life, Sal has a place to belong, and it feels so right.

The iliri live in packs.

The Black Blades is hers.

But humans see them only as a military unit, and one with a little too much influence. To keep the "scrubbers" from gaining an advantage, humans will do anything - and none of it good. The only people they can trust are themselves.

But this time, they need help. Eight elite soldiers arent enough to stop the bribe headed to Anglia. If that country gets two thousand kilos of steel, itll change the tide of war, and the Conglomerate of Free Citizens will be caught in the middle.

The Black Blades have to trust someone, but their only options are humans. Hopefully, their "friends" arent as dangerous as the enemy.