Bound to the Dusk Captain

Earth has one bargaining chip left, and her name is Wren Adair. She's a junior translator. She's never held a weapon, never left the atmosphere, never wanted to. Now she's the human bride in a Vethkan exchange treaty, married in orbit to a captain who doesn't speak her language and didn't ask for her either. Captain Sohr needs the treaty to keep his clan alive. Wren needs to survive the ceremony, the crew, and the translation implant that turns every apology into an insult. Then she finds the annex. The one that calls her a hostage, not a partner. Sohr didn't know. When the council orders him to hand her over anyway, he refuses — and now they're both mutineers, running a blockade with a damaged ship and a bride whose only weapon is a clause she translated herself. The council wrote the treaty to trap them. Wren is going to read it out loud.