Bonded to the Beast

I didn’t mean to steal the book—but I did… and now I’m in big, big trouble.
The moment I convinced one of my loyal customers to buy the leather-bound spellbook, I regretted it. At first I thought it was because I could’ve gotten more than fifty dollars for it—money that would’ve come in handy while I was on vacay—but while I was on the beach, all I kept thinking about was the book.

It called to me for some weird reason, and when I got Shannon’s message that she had a question about it, I hoped that meant she would let me buy it back. Nope. She wanted to know where I got it from.

Too bad I had no idea. Almost as if by fate, it popped up in one of my boxes of stock, but I couldn’t trace it. Believe me, I tried.

So when Shannon offered to drop it off so that I could get a closer look at it, I jumped at the chance. And that’s how I found the “true love” spell in the middle of the book.

I don’t know what made me decide it was a good idea to read it out loud, or what came over me when the beastly shadow monster appeared in my bedroom and crooked his claw at me…

One thing led to another and, suddenly, I’m the bonded mate to a horned demon who doesn’t speak English, who stole me away to a terrifying world of shadows and skulls, and who I can’t stop touching even so.

When I finally understand him, there’s only one thing my new mate wants to make sure is clear: I’m his. He has no intention of letting me go, either in Sombra or my world.

And it isn’t long before I start to wonder if it would really be so bad to be forever bonded to the beast… especially when I discover just what mating during the gold moon in Sombra leads to