Victoria has lost count of the days. Eighteen? Twenty? Thirty? It feels like forever — like she never had a life before the borgs, before she stumbled across campus with cool grass beneath her feet, dazed and lost. She remembers the Doras Ring. She remembers a hum.

And then nothing.

Nothing until she woke up in the woods. Blindfolded. In her underwear. Flat on her back. In Alfhemir.

Now her survival depends on him — a fae known as the Lord Regent of Drengskador. Khao is the scariest, most breathtaking fae she's ever laid eyes on, and he makes her feel things she has no business feeling. To get out of Alfhemir alive, she'll need to convince him to betray his duty and defy his high queen.

But there are forces at play that catch them both off guard. And soon, it's not just her life on the line.

It's his.