Bound by a curse. Shackled to a monster I hate—and crave.

Forced to share power, secrets, and a bed with the immortal king of criminals, I am living on borrowed time. One wrong move and our hearts stop—a leash tighter than any collar.

Shadow magic veins my blood, venom on my tongue. Lucien Thorne feasts on darkness, but my touch leaves him intoxicated—hungry for more, desperate for every drop.

Enoch City wants us dead or under heel. Fae enforcers threaten. Shifter packs hunt. Every alley hides a trap; every kiss risks betrayal.

Our souls bleed together. Lust and fury burn brighter than the neon city lights. Choices will shatter thrones and break the world—or make us rulers of its shadows.

I am the wolf and he is my addiction. The leash is only the beginning.

And some fates are written in blood.

TROPES: 🖤 Enemies to Lovers ⛓️ Extreme Forced Proximity (The Death Leash) 🩸 Morally Grey Vampire King 🐺 Reluctant Wolf Alpha ⚔️ "Touch Her and Die" Energy 🔥 Primal Magic & Venom Kink