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Men have killed for her before they knew her last name.
Others have followed her across cities, broken into locked rooms, drugged her, restrained her, or tried to murder anyone they believed stood between them. It takes less than a day for desire to become obsession, and once the Thrall takes hold, refusal only convinces them that someone else must be keeping her from the love they are certain she feels too.
So she survives by leaving first.
She has spent years moving from one false name to the next, searching for the truth behind the affliction that has made closeness more dangerous than loneliness. When the only clue to the parents who abandoned her is stolen, however, she cannot afford to disappear. She has to follow the thief who took it.
And somehow, he keeps walking away from her.
Their uneasy alliance begins only after he sees what the Thrall truly is, and nearly dies when one of her newest admirers decides that touching her has made him a rival worth killing. Soon every place they stop leaves another obsession behind them, while their search for a cure draws them toward something older and more dangerous than either expected.
The thief has never confused wanting with love. He has wanted women, wealth, freedom, and whatever else caught his eye, then walked away when he was finished.
But he cannot seem to walk away from her.
And as desire becomes attachment, and attachment becomes something neither of them knows how to name, the question between them grows more terrifying than any stranger hunting in their wake.
Because if he loves her, there is no way to know whether she has finally found the one thing the Thrall cannot create...
or whether the most dangerous obsession of her life is the one she wants to believe.
Men have killed for her before they knew her last name.
Others have followed her across cities, broken into locked rooms, drugged her, restrained her, or tried to murder anyone they believed stood between them. It takes less than a day for desire to become obsession, and once the Thrall takes hold, refusal only convinces them that someone else must be keeping her from the love they are certain she feels too.
So she survives by leaving first.
She has spent years moving from one false name to the next, searching for the truth behind the affliction that has made closeness more dangerous than loneliness. When the only clue to the parents who abandoned her is stolen, however, she cannot afford to disappear. She has to follow the thief who took it.
And somehow, he keeps walking away from her.
Their uneasy alliance begins only after he sees what the Thrall truly is, and nearly dies when one of her newest admirers decides that touching her has made him a rival worth killing. Soon every place they stop leaves another obsession behind them, while their search for a cure draws them toward something older and more dangerous than either expected.
The thief has never confused wanting with love. He has wanted women, wealth, freedom, and whatever else caught his eye, then walked away when he was finished.
But he cannot seem to walk away from her.
And as desire becomes attachment, and attachment becomes something neither of them knows how to name, the question between them grows more terrifying than any stranger hunting in their wake.
Because if he loves her, there is no way to know whether she has finally found the one thing the Thrall cannot create...
or whether the most dangerous obsession of her life is the one she wants to believe.