"You made me king. I'll make you my queen. "It wasn't a vow. It wasn't love. It was her sentence. Her punishment. Bronwen thought killing the first vampire would end it all-the nightmare that stole her parents, her future, even her heart. But Carrow was never truly gone. His shadow is rising, and every step forward drags her deeper into the truth she never saw coming. Now she is trapped in a race against time with August at her side. August, who is dangerous, unstable, and relentless. August, who crowned her his queen not out of devotion but out of vengeance. August, who might be the only thing standing between her and ruin. Every secret they uncover knots them tighter together. Every touch burns hotter, sharper. Love and hate bleeding into something far more dangerous. Bronwen knows she should run from him. But she also knows she never will. This is a continuation from where Cross Her Heart left off.