It couldn't work. Too many things would keep them from ever finding happiness together. The truth of their situation slammed into Dylan knocking the air from his lungs. She was his promised mate but also his enemy. The one he was sent to kill by his master. A command he couldn't break without severe consequences. Still, the words continued to echo over and over in his mind. Poisonous blood, enemy, banshee, evil...commanded... MY PROMISED MATE!