After years of solitary anguish, Phobos emerged from a violent storm—a terrifying werebeast and her destined soulmate. His ocean eyes ensnared her instantly, a spell she couldn't break, and she knew in that moment her fate would be forever altered. Once, they were childhood companions: Phobos, the gentle protector she admired. Now, a ruthless barbarian consumed by his beast, he kills without hesitation or remorse. His beast and human form have become one, equally dominant, equally merciless. How does she bridge the chasm between herself and such a monster? How does she claim the affection of a childhood friend transformed into a savage? Can she truly love what he's become? Yet Phobos is unrelenting. "I only want you, Theia. Always have, always will—this truth is immutable." He refuses to treat her with fragility. "Your body was made for me, and it will withstand everything I bestow." Golden rings ignite his irises as his beast surfaces, a predator declaring his dominion. A dangerous smile spreads across his face, canines gleaming—a silent vow that she will be utterly consumed. The question isn't whether he'll make her his, but when.