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They branded me a witch and put me on a block in the Red Amphitheater -- a treaty bride for sale to keep monsters obedient.
I wasn't chosen.
I was auctioned.
Then Lord Vorak of Blackwood arrived -- horned, scarred, and barely leashed. He didn't bid.
He fought.
He won me in blood... and claimed me with a vow that made the crowd go quiet.
They say his curse turns him into a beast that destroys everything he touches. They say no bride survives Blackwood.
But the first thing he gives me isn't pain.
It's protection.
And when his rage rises, my hands are the only thing that can pull him back -- because something in my blood wakes for him. Something the crown wanted buried.
The contract says he has thirty nights... then he must return me.
The crown forgot one detail:
Monsters don't give back what's theirs.
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