Vampires aren’t supposed to have soulmates. Demons aren’t supposed to love. But for one huntress, they might just make an exception. It’s a shame she’s already bonded to someone else.
I used to be a huntress, a woman dedicated to protecting the world from supernatural threats. Now, that life is gone, and I’ve found something new, a bond with three werewolves who rescued me from a horrible fate.
They call me their soulmate, their lover, their Genny.
They swear we belong together.
They tell me I’m safe by their side.
But in my heart, I know better. Daimon Rossi is still out there, still waiting for me to come to him. I can still remember his feverish kisses and the way his touch felt on my skin. I can still hear him in my dreams.
I hate him--and I hate myself for not being able to forget him. I know that my mere presence endangers my new pack, but at the same time, I can’t let my werewolves go.
And Daimon isn’t the worst threat around. Disaster strikes when vampire lord Roman Popovic seeks retaliation for the death of his brother. And it’s not just the pack he’s after her. He’s very interested in claiming me for himself.
I don’t want to have anything to do with him, but I’m terribly afraid that I might not have a choice.
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