I toss and turn in the bed that’s softer than anything I’ve ever slept in.

The kings can’t be my fated mates…can they? How can that be?

It seems cruel. I’m the one thing they’ve been searching for and the one thing that’s the most dangerous to them.

Yet they’re different than I thought they’d be.

Jordan is so caring. Kent is quiet yet full of surprises–like being a better dancer than his more talkative brothers. He’s commanding in ...