The bond is supposed to be a gift.

Mine feels like a curse.

Most people get one mate. Fate gave me four.

Luke, the golden heir — disciplined, burdened by duty and driven by love.

Jace, the healer — devoted, tender, and haunted.

Max, the warrior — brutal, merciless, and fighting for more.

Eli, the outsider — cold, unreadable, and carrying a darkness he can’t outrun.

The moment our bonds awaken, my life is no longer my own. Every day, I play the role of the Seraph – the sacred woman they expect me to be. I should surrender. Be the good little mate they want. 

But something is wrong in Middlesborough. The bond, The Gatherings, the power thrumming beneath my skin — I feel it calling to me, something dark, something ancient.

There’s a choice I don’t realize I’m making. A path I don’t know I’m walking.

Because fate didn’t just give me mates. It gave me something else.

And when the truth finally comes out, when blood is spilled and the ritual is complete…

The thing waiting on the other side of the veil will answer me.