I needed a diversion, a plaything, something to distract me from this perpetual boredom. And she appeared as if the Almighty above had heard my prayers.

Or, more accurately, the devil.

Because I’m not a good man. Humanity died inside me long ago. It was what I needed to survive.

But she’s such a pretty little thing. I think I’ll keep her and make her mine. At least for a little while. Humans are so fragile, after all…

I don’t want to be king, but I’ll become one if it means I can have her—the gorgeous ice queen I found waiting for me inside Lilith’s labs. She feigns indifference, claiming I do nothing for her, but I see the embers stirring in her stunning hazel eyes.

Only there’s more to her than a pretty little face.

She’s neither vampire nor lycan.

An immortal without a classification.

A secret I must now contain in a world collapsing in chaos.

I’m a vampire king. A superior being to all the rest.

Except her. The female who refuses to bow.

I’m going to break her. Destroy her. Reform her. And when she’s finally learned her place at my side, I’m going to end her.

Because I have no need for a disobedient pet. I’m meant to rule this alliance, and that’s exactly what I’ll do.