Set You Free, My Lord

My blood-bonded mate, Prince Dorian, despised me. I was just a mortal to him. A girl with filthy blood.

His eternity was already promised to a pureblood—Cordelia.

When she died in an accident, he blamed me. Hated me for ten years.

But when rival vampires attacked our castle, he saved me.

Bleeding out in my arms, he used his last breath to push my shaking hands away.

"Odette... if only the Bond had never tied us together."

At his wake, they kicked me out. So I climbed to the top of their family’s skyscraper—a place they arrogantly called "Heaven's Needle"—and jumped.