The first thing Roman saw when he opened his eyes was the email from the council. Just one line, cold and calculated: “Bring the human to us. Or we come for her.”

He let the words sink in for only a moment. His chest tightened at the audacity of it. He had fought off more than seven enforcers before, had come face-to-face with death in ways most couldn’t imagine, and now these same people, who had no understanding of what he would do for Desiree, dared to send him a message like ...