In a few hours, Pierce would seek out his mate. The blood inside his body would ignite at the house he’d been born forty years ago. When that happened he would hunt. Not just for a mate, but to feed as only a demonic dragon could feed.
Aeona had been his best friend for a long time. Even though she was ten years younger than him, they got each other in ways nobody else could. The women outside didn't understand just how much of a pain that man could be.
But was she ready for what was to come? If the chosen one wasn't right, it wasn't just her who'd lose. The entire world would see darkness take over. What if she lost him in more ways than one?