HE WAITED 1,095 DAYS TO CLAIM ME
Nyra Calder has spent three years building a life that does not require anyone to die for it.
A quiet apartment. A kind man who loves her. A future that looks nothing like the compound she grew up in, where her father ran his empire on fear and she was trained to be its most precise instrument. She left all of it behind. She told herself she was done.
Then her father turns up dead and the phone rings and the compound pulls her back like it never let go.
She returns expecting grief. What she gets is a cellar, a drugged drink, and the man she planned to marry watching her fall with a face she has never seen before.
Magnus was never who she thought he was. The life she built was constructed on top of something rotten. And the only person in her world who has never once lied to her is Raze Calder, the man she left, the man she has never stopped wanting, the man who looks at her like three years was nothing more than a delay.
Nyra does not need saving. She never did.
But she is about to find out what she actually needs, and it is nothing like what she chose.