Life among mortals had been torturous for us immortals.
For centuries, we thrived in secret, the delicate balance between realms maintained by a bond as fragile as it was powerful. Yet, many of our kind have perished, sacrificing themselves to uphold this secrecy. Others have turned against us, eager to reveal our existence to the world-a revelation that would shatter the peace between realms.
To expose our secret is to unleash chaos, an imbalance that would be impossible to restore. The realms' leader, Mauelli, would have no choice but to exact punishment on those responsible.
Mauelli is a figure of legend, feared by all. Stories speak of his merciless nature, his heart void of compassion or sympathy, even towards his own kin. His name alone strikes terror into the hearts of those who hear it-the king of all supernatural beings, the ruler who holds dominion over every power known to our kind.
And now, that same king, Mauelli, stands before me, his eyes cold, his hand poised to tear my heart from my chest. The king who is my mate.