In a cathedral turned blood market, I am nothing more than a vessel.
Lord Nathan Hale, an ancient vampire, buys me without hesitation.
He doesn't drink, but his touch ignites something dangerous within me.
The Council seeks to sever our bond and erase my existence.
His rivals hunger for my blood, each craving a taste of forbidden desire.
I stand naked before the saints, scrubbed for display, but I am no one's property.
“Hold still,” the matron insists, but I won’t be broken.
Nathan’s cold gaze commands my attention and tempts my will.
I can feel the weight of his hunger, yet he waits.
I must decide if I’m his victim or if I can be his chosen.
What does it mean to love a monster?