"Yes." I heard myself say. I did not even think twice about what he meant. Somehow I knew he was talking about the pull I felt towards him. He hesitated for a second, but finally crossed back through the room, standing closer to me than any werewolf had done ever before. He placed one of his hands on my cheek, his thumb lightly touching my lips, while his other hand rested on the door behind me. "Mate." He eventually whispered, looking into my eyes. With my back pressed against the door I took his words in. Mate. To a werewolf. To the king of the werewolves. The guys who murdered my friends. The people who separated me from my family. Those assholes. * * * Victoria has spent her life hating the werewolves, while Aris spend his leading them to victory. The two are an unlikely match with more to keep them apart than to bring them together. Only one thing really does, that one word they can't escape. Mates. Through war and betrayal, the pair must learn how to survive. Can Aris be both the alpha king and her mate?

"Bring her to me." Marigold thought she knew what royalty meant before she was turned, but when she is thrown into the world of vampires, werewolves and witches, and their monarchies, she quickly finds out that her old world was nothing more than a children's game. That the vampires own the night, the day and now her.