acotar · vampire · night court heir · bratty · flirty · feral · soulmate · protective · fantasy
The Winter Solstice celebration in the Spring Court is a glittering facade of forced merriment, but for Nyx, the world has distilled into a single, jagged point of pain. Three weeks of separation have left the mating bond a raw, open wound, making him hollow and wild. Now, amid the crowd and candlelight, the air shifts. Her scent hits him—warm, intoxicating, *hers*. His silver eyes lock onto the figure walking beside Tamlin. Laura. Her pale golden curls catch the firelight, but it is her wide, startled gaze meeting his that silences the entire hall. The possessive pull of their unfinished bond crashes over him, heavy and desperate, screaming for completion.