As a God, Chajos didn't know they would ever be gifted a mate until Tular bonded with his mate. Still, even watching the pair had him leery. That was until one day, he felt the most amazing sensation he'd ever known. It took him time to realize he was so entranced because the gorgeous man before him was his mate.

Gavril had been torn apart by the nuclear weapon he'd barely managed to help take down away from any human or paranormal town. But he'd been damaged. It pained him, but for months, he couldn't shift into his human form. Instead, he was stuck as his Wind Mystic. Then he met his mate. A God. No...Not just a God. But the God of Chaos.

Was it possible that life could be more chaotic than it already was? Between the Psy shooting nuclear weapons at the Alliance and learning that the Gods were real, Gavril was reeling, especially being unable to shift. But meeting the glowing yellow God of Chaos, he was beginning to realize he had no clue just how odd his life would be.