She was stolen by a dragon prince.
Now she has to survive him.
Because in Draethys, dragons need little excuse to kill darkbloods-and something ancient beneath the molten rock is beginning to stir.
Esme wants only one thing: escape. But the bond between her and Dayn is tightening, tensions are rising, and the line between hatred and heat is wearing dangerously thin.
Because in Draethys, even enemies burn.