I've pretended to be human for a century. Surely the next month shouldn't be a problem?

Reign Tryst is a vampire, and like most vampires who are of a certain age, ahem, give or take a century, he's grown bored. Restless.

He's been there, seen it all, and little excites him anymore.

Except... the very off-limits, very human young assistant he hires to curate his personal library, Tressa Porter. Long dormant feelings he hasn't felt in ages spring to life. How very curious.

He's never needed anything like the sudden and demanding need he has to taste her.

Reign has a life-or-death decision to make—deny his instincts and send her away, or satisfy his cravings and hope he doesn't destroy the one thing he holds most precious of all.