She dreamed of him long before she knew his name. Feared for her power and hunted for what she could become, y/n never expected to find herself in the Night Court—or falling for its High Lord. As destiny, dreams, and ancient magic collide, one thing becomes clear: some bonds are written in the stars.
Y/N rejected the mating bond. Falling in love with the Night Court’s Shadowsinger was never part of the plan. A slow burn built on stolen glances, missed opportunities, jealousy, and everything left unsaid.
Panicking on the way to the ER, she only calms down after the emergency medical resident gently reassures her with, “good girl, now breath.” Watching her vitals stabilize instantly, he can’t help but chuckle and mutter, “good to know, princess”.
