He conquered Earth. I’m trying to save it. Falling for him was not part of the plan.
As a Resistance leader, I was trained to outthink, outmaneuver, and definitely not flirt with the enemy. Especially not Prince Mabon Y Mabinogi—a sparkly, sharp-tongued fey royal with too much eyeliner and way too many opinions.
He caught me snooping. I should be dead. Instead, I’m his… pet.
To gather intel, I’ll play the part. Smile. Obey. Endure his teasing, his touch, his damn golden piercings. But when the lines between spy and spoil begin to blur, I’m left wondering—what if he’s more than a bratty tyrant with excellent abs?
What if the prince who took everything is the one I can’t leave behind?
