Draco

“Although we’re apart
You’re a part of my heart
And tonight you belong to me.”
— Patience & Prudence

He hunted me.

From the moment I slipped on his ring and closed my eyes, I conjured the thought of him. I nearly lost my ability to think when he showed himself. Dark skin, tattoos, fangs—The combination was as unorthodox as what he asked of me.
After losing so much, I truly had nothing to lose. After learning about his connections, I was too afraid to say no. Going from a twenty-four-year-old virgin to the fated mate of a motorcycle-riding vampire seemed as insane as me considering it.

She really didn’t have a choice but to say yes. Like me, the pretty lady had no control over things already written, especially once she slipped my prized possession over her flesh.
Midnight Hills groomed me to be unhinged. My motorcycle club, The Sons of Eshu, owned my loyalty. Going from a hunter who finds solace in pain to the protector of a naïve partner felt like a knife in my chest. Yet, knowing it was my only way to freedom made me crave her.