I've been dragged into the fae realm and given no choice but to pick a mate if I ever want to get back home. Thankfully, the fae king has offered up some of his most trusted men in an attempt to find me someone to marry. Unthankfully, he's sort of… possessive. Which means I'm sleeping in his room. In his bed. With him. While I'm trying to choose a mate from among a handful of candidates who barely seem interested in me. There's enough chemistry between us to light a fire, but he's not an option. I despise him, and he needs to focus on putting an end to the eclipses that keep making his people beastly and insane. We have to keep our hands to ourselves and deal with our own problems, to protect his kingdom. But when the next eclipse sets in, everything goes to crap. Because wild, out of control fae kings? Apparently, they bite.