Tristan has guarded his vampire ranch for centuries, but the blood debt Rosamund owes him demands more than money. It demands her surrender in the form of a collar around her throat and the life she carries for his bloodline.

In the tack room he fastens the leather strap himself, and the leash goes taut on his word alone. Her body answers before her mind catches up, obedience rising even as she clings to the independence she lost long ago.

With the rival's claim approaching, one wrong move could seize everything. Yet the pull between his quiet command and her buried need threatens to bind them far tighter than any debt.