<p>When Ember opens her eyes the next morning, she immediately notices her body is sore. The night before flooded her mind’s eye as she remembered being attacked by the b*stards from the tavern. A sudden thrill of excitement, regret, and desire flooded her body when she remembered Donovan pushing her up against the wall and kissing her senselessly. </p>
<p>Considering the last time she saw Donovan in Sinaia, she figured he wouldn’t have hesitated to kill her on the spot given the chance. Yet, he did the opposite. He had tasted her yes, but in a way that made Ember want to relinquish every piece of herself to him. In a world where she swore no mercy to his kind, where she would never dream of allowing a man to have that kind of power over her, Donovan Reign stripped her of those values. </p>
<p>He stripped her of her morals. </p>
<p>He stripped her of her self-control. </p>
<p>He threatened her life. </p>