'should’ve known better than to trust a shifter. For years, I managed to evade capture from the numerous vamp-loving bounty hunters who were obsessed with claiming their prize: the blood of a fire witch with a knack for ridding the streets of the nasty blood-suckers. Then my luck ran out when I broke the most important rule: Never trust anyone but myself. You’d think I would’ve known better after a lifetime of betrayal, but somehow I allowed him to worm his way through my defenses. A dragon shifter of all things. A beast of a man with steel-grey eyes that could strip me down with a single glance and turn me from hardened outlaw into one hot mess. And this is where it led me: shackled, tortured and thrown into solitary at the notorious Kingston penitentiary, run by the most ruthless vampire guards. Just when I feel it can't get worse, I come face to face with the man who is responsible for my capture. I want to rip his throat out and watch the fire in his sexy eyes burn out, but as fate would have it, he may be my only way out of this hell I'm in. At least that's what he tells me. Even if it's true, I'll never trust that cocky dragon again. Fool me once, shame on me, but he'll never burn a fire witch twice.