He saw her. He wanted her. And he paid for her.
Vampires aren't real. That's what Tela has always believed. Always known. But everything changes when the violent blood drinkers take over her home of Seattle and cut off the city from any outside help. Without any food or supplies she has only one option: Cooperate with the new regime and offer her blood in exchange for a comfortable life for her and her sister.
John came to Seattle for an escape. For freedom. For the possibility of a future. Policing the humans should be easy. They're smaller, weaker and, well, prey. But when he Tela is assigned to him, things are different. He isn't satiated by the taste of her blood. He hungers for so much more. More than she can give him and more than she can ever give him. Not while she's been bought and paid for by him.