For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

"You can't always rely on yourself, Azazel. There's a reason why we're mates." "I don't want you as a mate!" I growled out. "Why couldn't the Moon Goddess give me someone who isn't like you? Why did it have to be you? Why?" "Then reject me already." His calmness was anything but comforting. We stood mere inches apart, our chests almost touching. "If you hate having me as a mate so much, reject me." Was he serious?? Did he really give me the chance to do this? "If you can't stand me anymore, reject me now and I'll set you free." I stared up at him and I could've sworn I saw how hurt he was flash through his eyes. Did I really want to do this? Of course I did but was it the logical thing to do? I guess I just had to find out. "I, Alpha Azazel of Black Chasm Pack and Alpha of all Alphas, rejec-" I didn't get to complete my sentence when Kruel crashed his lips onto mine.