A cruel fate. Two souls condemned. An impossible love.

I knew he'd choose me before he came to our door on the night of the Tithing. I bore the mark that would make me his.

It was my ancestor who spoke the words that bound us together, and his demon-god who promised protection for the price of blood.

My blood.

I was prepared to be that sacrifice if it would keep my family safe.

Loving Azrael? The thought never crossed my mind. He was and would forever be my enemy.

He's not the only monster coming for me, though, and somehow, it's in Azrael's arms I feel the safest.

But I need to be careful with him. I need to guard my heart because if I don't, he is sure to destroy me.