You were stolen from Azriel. Enemies had made it to the city and took you in the streets

For weeks, Azriel had been a mess. He spent every second looking for you, he spent fighting in the ring, taking out his rage on targets

Azriel had no mercy to the soldiers. They saw their mistake when they saw Azriel’s wrath as he plowed through them, more beast than man as fury ran through him

He'd kill anyone he saw, but he found you. His beautiful mate chained in a cell. Skin marred from your torture