I was supposed to die the night the demons razed my village.Instead, the ruthless Commander of the Fifth Wing dragged me through a portal to Hell... and declared me his fated mate.
Dragos says the bond is the only thing that can keep a human alive in his world. He never warned me it would rewrite my body to crave every monstrous inch of him-horns, wings, tail, and things no mortal woman was ever meant to take.His wings cage me. His tail binds me. His knot owns me. And the need that answers him terrifies me as much as it sets me on fire. Now every warlord in the nine circles can scent a fertile human in heat.