His desire for me burns hotter than flames, but unseen forces threaten to tear us apart. I was the Flame King's reluctant mate, a bride he snatched from another man's funeral pyre.

Zabriel was chosen for me by fate, and I fought my craving for him every step of the way. At seven feet tall and riding the biggest, meanest dragon in the flare, Zabriel is an Alpha who can take whatever he wants and burn those who stand in his way.

Yet he healed my wounded heart with coaxing words and fiery kisses until I craved no one but him. In the midst of war, I found love in the arms of the Flame King.

My first heat is drawing closer and soon Zabriel will finally claim me and make me his. I'm his Omega and his bride, but I'm also a witch.

There are many in Maledin who would rather see me burn than become Zabriel's bride, or even kill their king before he can marry me. Friends wear masks that conceal their blood-soaked intentions.

Enemies past and present are sharpening their knives. Dragons hunt for prey, and protecting the man I love could leave my heart bleeding on ashes.

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