Gentle. Tiny. Delicate. Everything I’m not. Everything I want. Everything I’m going to claim in hot, sweaty explicit detail. She’s ours. Mine and Mason’s. She might not wear our marks, but she will… and soon. No one takes what’s ours. It’s suicidal. But she’s gone, snatched off the street and now the monsters inside won’t rest until she’s safely back with us. Whatever the cost. We can’t lose her. She’s our light, our soul. And god have mercy on whoever took what’s ours… Because we won’t. Please be aware: This is a much darker and grittier world than my other series, so readers are advised to proceed with caution. A Continuing Story: Please be aware this is a serialised romance in three parts.