He had come for blood. And he had found temptation instead. Darius Blackthorn burned Silverfang Keep to the ground and brought their princess back in chains with the head of her father as a trophy. It was all vengeance for the poison that had slowly murdered his father and for the war that had destroyed his kingdom. But his wolf knew the truth the moment her skin made contact with his. Elara Voss considers herself a powerless, wolfless princess of a dying pack who wakes up every morning and drinks her nasty medicine to calm down the volatile "magic fever" raging inside her body. She’s completely unaware of the fact that the potion is actually a prison for her dormant and deadly power. Darius has been living with a rot inside of his body for eight long years, the cursed result of a poisoned blade and the war of deception and manipulation. There is no remedy for it. However, the mere presence of Elara keeps the rot at bay and calms down the wolf that has gone berserk for ten long years. Acknowledging that would be tantamount to surrender. However, he puts a slave collar on her neck and refers to her as his weapon. He does not dare to admit what she means to him, even when the memories of his lost mate haunt his thoughts. Meanwhile, in the darkness, the architects and orchestrators of this war observe and wait for their secret weapon to be unleashed. Princess Elara came to the Obsidian Keep thinking that she had nothing to lose. Soon enough, she will find out that there is something that the enemy's stronghold has kept away from her all along. The truth. She has a decision to make. Is she going to kill the man who owns her, or become the Queen of the monster who destroyed her world?