One bite and I’m gone. Her blood’s in my veins. Her scent’s in my head. My body’s already decided she’s mine. She can fight. She can run. I’ll hunt her through kingdoms and drag her back bleeding if I have to. She’s not a game. She’s the prize. I’ll guard her, break her, own her until she kneels without me asking. Touch her and I’ll kill you. Kiss her and I’ll burn your house down with you inside. She ran with my blood. I’m coming to get it back. Read on for bite marks, blood-drunk possession, magic that can’t be tamed, and a dark elf who turns a political weapon into something far more dangerous. HEA Guaranteed!