Zoe wants to die. He’s had enough of the cold, the starvation, and the blood. He has done everything he can to make his owner kill him, so why doesn’t he? Sitting in the middle of a fighting arena like a modern gladiator, he is waiting for the killing blow…but it never comes.

Wojtek doesn’t care about the crawler bleeding out on the sand, he doesn’t. But losing him would mean losing his best combatant, and he can’t afford that. Instead of letting the life seep out of his fighter he strikes a deal with the owner of the opponent, but his plan backfires and he ends up with a lizard shifter in his wine cellar. A fucking crawler! That he would be a strapping young man if he put on some weight has nothing to do with anything.