I thought I was just a normal girl with a normal life and a normal future, but I was wrong. I was taken by vampires just after my twenty-first birthday, ripped away from my home, my father, and my little sister, just like they'd taken my mother when I was a baby. There was more to that story than I'd been told, more than I ever wanted to know. She'd made a deal with Heir Alaris to save my life in exchange for her service as a bloodwhore for thirty years, which should've been enough to satisfy the debt and allow me to live my life. But she didn't make it that long, and Alaris was done waiting for me. I'd been blood bought. It was time to pay up.

Almost immediately after embracing my fate, I was stolen away to Draterion as leverage to ensure my mate behaved in the brewing war. Being away from Alaris was hard, but paying the price to join him on the battlefield was harder. Motives shifted, alliances cracked, and the freedom of our world hung in the balance, all at the mercy of an enemy we couldn't fully understand. And through it all, there was one thing I couldn't escape, one thing that would either be my salvation or my undoing: I was blood bound.