He’s supposed to destroy me. Instead, he claims me. They chain me to an altar under the Blood Moon—offering me to the Wrathbound Flame. I’m a sacrifice. A throwaway. Then he rises from the pit. Kael is all claws, fangs, and fury—demon prince, warlord, cursed king. His eyes burn. His voice breaks me open. When he touches me, a mark flares across my chest. The bond ignites. And everything changes. Now I’m in his bed. In his arms. Beneath him, gasping his name as fire licks across my skin. He says I’m his. But this bond is more than lust. It’s prophecy. And I’m the first spark in a war that could bring Hell to its knees. Monster. Mate. Mine. A short filthy, fast monster romance with knotting, scenting, prophecy, and a demon who won’t let me go.