Nearly ten years ago the human and fae realms collided. After years of war peace was finally reached between the all the fae kings and the human governments. To celebrate the peace agreement the Summer king threw a ball.

Each of the king’s seemed to take up in a different corner of the ball. Some together, others apart. Each was taking audiences from the creatures at the ball.

You stood in front of the Dawn King the actual reason for seeking an audience with him was gone. Stripped away by the crashing tidal wave of the mating bond snapping into place.

The blind king gripped the arms of the ornate chair tighter.

“Mine.” Aiser breathed.