I hoped for mercy in the form of death. Instead, I found him.
The death cult known as Drak’yn have devastated everything west of the Morterres desert, with a reputation of violence and cruelty.
And I have just been captured.
I am bound and dragged inside the caverns that make up the death cult’s underground city, where I expect to be sacrificed to their demon goddess.
Instead, I am claimed by one of the warriors— a massive man covered in scars and hiding beneath a black mask. He takes me into his personal den, deep below the skeleton filled catacombs.
I am now his.
Yet, despite the blood of the innocent crusted beneath his nails, despite the scars covering his strong body, and horrifying black magic he wields— he is kind.
There may be something different about this specific monster, but that won’t stop me from doing anything in my power to escape this nightmare dungeon.
They’ve stolen more than just my freedom. They’ve taken me from the last person I care about.
I will do whatever it takes to protect her—even if it means carving my way through this warrior’s heart.
