My father’s trap failed, but I’m no closer to freedom than when he declared me sacrifice. Now, thanks to the seraphim blood running through my veins, I’m bonded to Malachi, Rylan, and Wolf.

Our connection forces us into intimacy that none of us want, but the price of resisting will cost us our very lives. There’s only one path out of this. I have to get pregnant so I can become my father’s heir, and kill him before he assassinates me.

I need time. Time to figure out things with my men. Time to come up with a better plan. Just flat out time. I’ve spent my entire life avoiding confrontation and running instead of fighting. Running isn’t an option this time. Now, I’m prepared to go to war to survive.