
Description
I used to believe in guardian angels.
Human women can’t afford luxuries like that.
On Protheka, everything beautiful is deadly.
The vrakken are no different.
When Raziel takes me away in the night, at first all I feel is fear.
What horrible depravity will he do to me?
But then I see this monster’s true beauty and the fear turns to something else.
Desire.
Raziel breaks every rule for me.
He fights to keep me happy and safe.
Even if it means being stripped of his coven and position.
Because there is only one title he is interested in for me. One he’s given no other.
Not his bedsport. Not his food....
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