...Both men were handsome, smart, championed, reliable, loving; both men were hers. Never had it occured to her that a real match would be found. Hadn't she known, been trained to be above them all. How dare Yosuke? How dare he be so perfect for her. Damn his perfection; his constant altering to her wants and needs. The other was meerly human- poor Nobu- who invited him to play in the realm of the Gods?
...Nobutada felt his heart race as it never had before. He looked over at the championed golden boy and his stomach churned. Yosuke represented everything he hated and envied about the Alters. They were so perfect. Even in the way he laughed...the way he moved..Yosuke. And it was Yosuke, the generational Mogul who had won her heart. It was Yosuke that had filled her belly with a child. Not him. Never him, never the Outlander.
...She is mine.... Yosuke.
The saga grows denser, deeper, dearer. Will they unite? Will this war ever be won?