She enters my forest with nothing but grief in her throat and a lantern in her hand. I mimic her mother’s voice to lure her deeper—but it’s not her fear I crave. It’s the sound she makes when she tells a story. The way her voice trembles when she thinks she’s alone. The hush of her breath when I step out of the shadows and show her what I really am. She should’ve screamed. Run. Burn the woods behind her. Instead, she kneels. Now, I’m starving in a way I’ve never known. For the warmth of her body. For the pain in her past. For the human girl who sees the bones of me and still dares to touch. I’ll never be soft. I’ll never be safe. But I will learn to love without breaking her. Even if I have to starve to prove it. She thinks she’s here to study the monster. She doesn’t know she’s the cure the curse’s been hunting for. Read on for obsessive monsters, bite kink, trauma-fed devotion, and a cursed creature learning to worship the woman who saves him. HEA Guaranteed!