The Tidal Games (The Mating Games #5)

Mate. Die. Repeat.

“Five…”
I wake up in a glass pod. I've been abducted.
“Four…”
A tidal arena. Five alien males. Three moons that drown everything when they align.
Three…”
He reaches me first. Gold eyes, impossible calm, a body built like a weapon.
“Two…”
He fights for me like I'm already his. Holds me like he already knows the shape of me.
“One…”

But he refuses to tell me how he already knows my name.