I told myself artifacts don't whisper secrets that unravel you.
But deep in the Pacific Northwest wilderness, where mist veils ancient groves like a shroud, one did.
Chasing glyphs etched into frost-kissed bark, I felt eyes on me first.
Then his silhouette emerged. Towering through fog-drenched pines, slick with rain, every muscle a shadowed vow of possession.
Isolation had gnawed me empty for years. Curiosity my only fire. I refused to need more.
Until him. The guardian beast who sees my hidden fractures and fills them with devastating hunger.
He shouldn't exist. This ancient monster, all gravelly growls and steady devotion wrapped in feral ruin.
Fated instincts hit like a storm I can't outrun. My fierce denials crack under his touch.
Tender at first. Protecting me from the wild's teeth. Then insatiable.
He knots me throbbing and inescapable, bodies fused amid pulsing runes that beat like our joined pulse.
Defiance dissolves into husky pleas I never voiced before. Human fragility bending to his beastly claim.
Blurring every line of consent in waves of forbidden ecstasy.
Sanity teeters as independence bleeds away. The fragile shell of who I was risks shattering in his jaws.
He's salvation stitched with destruction. The raw belonging I crave but swore I'd never chase.
Yet night after night, carved markings throb under our skin, pulling me deeper into his eternal hold.
One surrender too far, and I'm lost.
Or remade.
What if yielding to this monster doesn't break me... but the fight does?
A full-length dark fated mates monster erotic romance featuring a defiant skeptic haunted by isolation and the towering beast who knots her as his own.
