The War of Two Queens (Blood And Ash, #4)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

But I was forever Poppy’s. I’d been coming for her, but she’d found me at the Red Pearl. I’d been planning on taking her, but she’d captured me on the Rise surrounding Masadonia. I’d been ready to use her, but under the willow, she had wrapped me around every single one of her fingers without even trying. I’d been prepared to do anything, but she’d become everything to me when she asked me to stay the night while in New Haven. She’d claimed me. And she’d kept me, even after knowing what I was, who I was, and what I’d done. She loved me.