𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻. I don't cheat or steal, but I do lie a little
bit... and participate in the occasional murder... spree.
I know it gets turned upside down when I'm asked to step in and halt
the progress of a black market drug tainted with magic. The one little
business adventure opens up a whole f*****g Pandora's Box and brings my
ebony tower crashing down around me.
As if life wasn't
complicated enough, I also now have mates. Emphasis on the ssss part. I
want to be mad about it, really I do... but they're so hot, and the
temptation to make them all mine is fueling my desire.
final mate that I'm not happy about and a stalker on my heels... maybe
having several someones at my back isn't such a bad thing.