She was going to kill me slowly and it would not be with a dagger. But with a glance over her shoulder, with eyes that crinkled, and the soft curve of that mouth. Sera has one last job before she walks away from the Obsidian Hand forever. Kill Caelan Vaelor of Twilight, the fae realm's most feared exile, and buy her best friend's life in return. She fails and ends up with a serpent tattoo burned into her arm with her life force tethered to the man she just tried to murder. Which means Sera must now keep Caelan alive long enough to find a way to break the bond. Caelan has spent two centuries ruling a kingdom from borderlands, under a sky he darkened as a child he lost control. He does not trust easily. He does no people close. But the assassin bound to him is stubborn, sharp-tongued, and, inconveniently, the only person who has ever looked at his power without flinching. As they travel through haunted forests and monster-filled gorges, something more dangerous than magic grows between them. And someone in the fae court is watching, waiting for Caelan to lose control. Because some bonds are never meant to be broken. Some secrets are never meant to be uncovered. And some powers are never meant to be tamed.
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