Tyriel, the half-breed daughter of an elvish prince and a Wildling lady, had heard it said that a union between an angel and an incubus would have been more likely than the love match between her parents.
Wildly independent, she had no use for days at court in the elvish kingdoms. Leaving that life behind, she made her living as a hired sword. As a mercenary, she fought with all the passion of the Wildling clans and the magic of her father’s people, the reclusive fae.
It was a carefree life…mostly. If the loneliness seemed to haunt her at times, she just hid it with a smile.
That carefree existence changes when she meets Aryn of Olstead, a powerful, sinfully seductive swordsman. Without even trying, he catches her eye, then her heart and soul.
Aryn of Olstead was no stranger to the lonely life on the road. While he might be drawn to the half-fae merc with wicked eyes and a seductive laugh, he knows better than to let himself get too close.
Part Wildling, part elf, Tyriel is everything magical in the world. Aryn is only a hired sword.
Yet, the two bond and spend years working at each other’s side, until destructive secrets and hidden needs drove a wedge between them.
As a trust built through sweat, blood and battle slowly erodes, their partnership falls apart. Tyriel disappears without a trace.
When Aryn learns she’s in danger, nothing else matters but finding her. Rescuing her comes with a high price…one higher than he ever imagined.
Warning: Story depicts violence and implied off-the-page sexual assault