The Naga Shaman’s Pregnant Mate (Serpents of Serant #8)

Stranded. Pregnant. Hunted. Falling for a deadly alien shaman was not in my birth plan.

Nala

I woke in a glowing coffin, belly heavy, panic clawing at my throat. Then he appeared—white scales, golden eyes, and a voice like velvet over steel. He saved me… but I don’t know if I can trust anyone, not after what the Krektar did.

I just want to protect my baby. That’s it. But the Krektar aren’t gone—they survived the crash, and they want me back. Artek says I’m his fated mate. I say I need a weapon.

But when his strange little beast curls up beside me...

Stranded. Pregnant. Hunted. Falling for a deadly alien shaman was not in my birth plan.

Nala

I woke in a glowing coffin, belly heavy, panic clawing at my throat. Then he appeared—white scales, golden eyes, and a voice like velvet over steel. He saved me… but I don’t know if I can trust anyone, not after what the Krektar did.

I just want to protect my baby. That’s it. But the Krektar aren’t gone—they survived the crash, and they want me back. Artek says I’m his fated mate. I say I need a weapon.

But when his strange little beast curls up beside me and he treats me like something sacred… I start to wonder if I’ve found something I didn’t know I needed: safety. Maybe even family.

Artek

She is not of this world, yet the bond sings in my blood. I am Shaman, warrior and scholar, one of the last keepers of my people’s truths—and she is mine.

The Krektar have survived. They will not take her. I will kill for her, die for her, and live only for her.

But this world holds more than beasts and ruins. Ancient secrets stir. Nala and her child are part of what’s to come—and I will stand between them and every shadow that rises.