Razan, the full-blood crown prince of the first house of Vladhal, has never had to work so hard for a woman in his entire existence. Shiyan is a half-blood, of the twelfth house, no less. She should be thanking him for offering her a place in his bed. But she is haughty and arrogant, her aloofness heating his blood, driving him to claim the one woman who doesn't seem to want him.

Shiyan is turned off by Razan's conceit, for she is more than what she seems. He may have captured her body and claimed her as his concubine, but she vows he shall never have her ultimate surrender. For Razan wants the one thing she refuses to give—her heart.