Y/N is found imprisoned in an enemy stronghold by Rhysand and Feyre, who immediately assume she’s nothing more than a helpless female who was taken because she couldn’t protect herself. Tiny, blonde, beautiful and seemingly sweet, Y/N looks like the last person anyone could possibly fear. When she’s brought back to the Night Court, the Inner Circle welcomes her with open arms—and everyone finds it absolutely hilarious when the mating bond snaps into place between her and Azriel, the cold, intimidating Shadowsinger and Spymaster. To them, the Cauldron couldn’t have chosen a more ridiculous pair. Azriel isn’t laughing. He genuinely believes the Cauldron made a mistake. But nobody actually knows Y/N. They don’t know what’s beneath the sweetness they see. And when war comes days later, Azriel is the one thing that finally brings that hidden side of her to the surface. Because Y/N doesn’t care about the war. She doesn’t care about winning. She doesn’t care who’s watching. Her mate is hurt. And she’ll tear through anyone standing between them.
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