Power is rarely an addiction of the pure. And he and I are both irrevocably tainted. He should be the enemy, but Ronan Cole is an addiction that has driven me to madness. Back and forth we go, up and down, round and round. I hate him. I love him. I want to kill him. No man will ever love me with such twisted depravity. Together we are unstoppable. But what happens when an enemy dares to comes after us? The hunt is always better when the queen is just as hungry as her king. This love story has no heroes.