Seren grew up an orphan, her only memory a face she couldn't forget—Adrian, her first love, lost at sea. Then Lucian found her. He was a dragon-blooded CEO, cursed to lose his human form without a blood-bonded mate. He adopted Seren because she looked exactly like his dead sister. She agreed because he looked exactly like her dead lover. A game of shadows. Two hearts pretending. But on the full moon, Seren saw the truth: golden slit eyes, black scales, wings that blotted out the sky. When she reached out, her palm glowed. The rampaging dragon bowed. She was his fated bride—a one-in-a-million constitution that soothed the beast within. And then the tests came back: Seren wasn't human. She carried the lost bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, extinct for a century. Together, they found Lucian's “dead” sister Starla, frozen in a crystal coffin. Together, they freed their mother—imprisoned for eighteen years by the Dragonhunter Order. Seren and Starla were sisters. Real sisters. In the final battle, the sisters' golden dragonfire shattered the hunters' fortress. Lucian buried their enemies. Seren married him in a garden of white roses. And Adrian—the boy she had mourned for years—sat in the last pew with his wife and child, alive, happy, and someone else's. Some loves are lessons. Some are destinies.
