I wasn't looking for a mate, especially if said mate is a bloodsucker with a mysterious past.

See, me and vampires, we've got history. I've got no warm feelings for them after nearly meeting my maker at their hands. They terrify me. No one knows how deep the fear runs, and how much I fight it every day when I have to look at my mate.

As if things aren't bad enough, my blood is the only thing that's keeping Tavian from going mad from starvation. Literally, no other blood will do.

When I'm sent on a mission for the Ravenswing Coven, my fear meets Tavian's past, not only pushing me to my limit, but making me see the humanity in my mate, despite him being undead.

If I come out of this alive, will I finally conquer my fear and be ready to make our bond official?