Blood slave to courtier of the Winter fae . . . you’d think I’d moved up.
I’m not so sure.

The auction block awaits and a vicious vampire prince wants me and what flows through my veins.

So I make a run for it, only to end up falling at the feet of a fae warden. Technically, Roar, the Warden of the West should return me to the vampire court, but he has other ideas.

He needs a fake fiancée.

The deal: if I play his dutiful partner at the Winter Court, and help him trick the cold King of Winter, Roar will hide me...

Blood slave to courtier of the Winter fae . . . you’d think I’d moved up.
I’m not so sure.

The auction block awaits and a vicious vampire prince wants me and what flows through my veins.

So I make a run for it, only to end up falling at the feet of a fae warden. Technically, Roar, the Warden of the West should return me to the vampire court, but he has other ideas.

He needs a fake fiancée.

The deal: if I play his dutiful partner at the Winter Court, and help him trick the cold King of Winter, Roar will hide me from the blood-suckers intent on draining the life from me.

I agree, and for a while, it seems like nothing can go wrong.

That is, until Vale, Warden Roar’s nemesis, sets his sights on me.

A part of me likes the warrior prince’s attentions. Luckily, the more sane part knows Prince Vale is not a fae to mess with.

Besides, I can’t dissolve my contract with Warden Roar. To do so would bring down the ire of the king and ruin my chances of earning my freedom. So I do my best to keep Roar and Vale from each other’s throats, all the while convincing the Winter Court of my love for Roar.

It’s official: I’m a part of the deadly game of noble houses, and losing could cost me everything.