A missing omega. An alpha on the hunt. A soulbond waiting to happen.
My king’s omega nephew has gone missing, and I’m tasked with tracking him between worlds.
I find Amrisus struggling through the snow with a strange curse ravaging his mind. But when his heat rises, I have a new duty as an alpha: help the omega through his heat, praying the magic leaves him alone long enough for a knot or three.
Every time I fight the puppet curse driving me, agony eats away at my ability to keep it at bay. But between the excruciating pain and lapses into magic’s clutches, Desolace’s sweet and tender care with my heat makes the experience magical.
The curse grows more powerful with every heartbeat. And if I can’t rid myself of this curse, it might just kill me.