Sam saw him enter the club at the opposite end of the room. He was a dark shadow against the night. His suit was precisely tailored, and it hugged every curve of his six-foot-five frame. The collar of his black shirt brushed the dark blonde curls he almost never bothered to cut and set off the equally sharp black image of his leather eye patch. One ice blue eye lit up the shadows, stark and unavoidable.
Samantha O'Neill has been running for twenty years. She's been fleeing from a man with an ice blue gaze, and possessed of a terrible magic.
For twenty years she's managed to escape him. But all hunts come to an end. And now, in the lengthening darkness of an autumn Chicago night, an ominous footfall in the subway and a shadow over her solitary form force Sam to at last come face-to-face with her brutally beautiful pursuer.
Jack Colton assumes their forms in the night, shifting to become the predators that grown men fear. Powerful, sleek, graceful, and deadly, he moves through the darkness, watching. Waiting. And that powerful blue gaze finds Sam everywhere she goes. He knows what she is, and he knows what that means. He knows the prophecy. Jack has fought for twenty years to protect that secret, killed to protect the woman who keeps it, and if he must, he will die to see it come to its fruition.
Contains mature themes.