Ziggy absorbs technical information with the lightest touch of her hand. What will she learn when full contact with a shifter is on the menu?

Signy Alora, 'Ziggy', was shocked when she was abducted by the Tokkel from her home on the human colony world of Gaia. She was appalled when experimentation was scheduled for her day, and relieved when someone attacked the ship of the invaders. Ziggy used her talent to absorb the information she needed to escape and in the process she managed to help a batch of aliens who had also been slated for torture at the hands of the troll-like Tokkel. She takes knowledge of his language, his ability to fly a starship, and a kiss that renders him senseless.

Five years later, Ziggy thought that she had made a clean getaway and hidden her involvement in the first crash of the invading ship, but when miliatary men collect her for the anniversary of the initial attack she realizes that her time of hiding what she did was at an end. 

Ziggy had no idea that someone had been looking for her. The moment she spots the shifter that she kissed all those years ago, her time of hiding what she is is over and he couldn't be happier.

Excerpt:

The Tokkel were working on another captured human
and the screaming was getting to her. One of the four armed
beasts was about to mark the interior of her ankle with a
glyph similar to the ones on the restrained humans around
her.
As the needle started to buzz, she kicked wildly, causing
the creature to snarl at her and call for another to hold her
down.
With two of the Tokkel working on her she tried to
scream behind her gag, but only muffled whines emerged.
Closing her eyes at the pain, she focused on the hands
holding her down.
The contact gave her the chance she needed. Every other
alien had been wearing a glove-like membrane but the male
holding her had bare hands. She used their physical
connection to reach into his mind and pull out all the
information she could.
He blinked and shook his head violently, trying to clear it.
She held her breath, but he spoke to his companion and in
seconds, she could understand what he said.
“That was weird. We must have dipped into the
atmosphere for a moment.”
The tattoo artist looked up. “Why?”
“Didn’t you feel that? The whole ship rocked.” He was
holding her leg with two clawed hands.
“I didn’t feel anything.”
He had made a few passes with the needle when the
entire ship shuddered.
Ziggy held perfectly still as a disembodied voice blared
out, “Intruder alert. All hands to battle stations.”