Dire Bound (The Wolves of Ruin, #1)

by Sable Sorensen

And in case my implication is not crystal fucking clear: You touch her again and I’ll cull you myself.”

“I’m the rightful queen of Nocturna, aren’t I?” I ask. Stark’s eyes spark, he takes a single step back, and he bows down on one knee, hand to his chest. “Welcome home, my queen.”