“I want to mark ye; show every man that ye belong to me.”

Branded as a witchling for her white hair, and haunting violet eyes, Malina never expects to get married—especially not to the man she loathes most. So, when Laird Cunningham demands her to be his wife, Malina is certain she is dragged into a game of torment and humiliation.

Aidan has always been watching her. Whether it’s magic or sheer defiance, she’s the only woman who’s ever made him lose control. Forcing her into marriage might make her his wife, but it doesn’t tame her fire—or his uncontrollable desire.

Forced into proximity, their heated arguments turn to dangerous temptation. Every stolen glance, every unbidden touch, only feeds the inferno between them.