To her.
Elara Novak was never meant to be part of this world. She didn’t inherit power — she earned it. Every time she challenged me, stood her ground, peeled back the layers of our enemies with that sharp, brilliant mind of hers, she became something more than an ally. More than a weapon. More than a lover. She became inevitable.
She saw the worst in me and didn’t flinch. She held my secrets like blades, and wielded them without mercy. And when Verona came for everything, she didn’t run. She chose to fight — beside me, for me, with me.
Now there’s no turning back. We dismantled their empire piece by piece. What remains will be ours. Not inherited — seized. This is no longer a war. It’s a reign. And she is the throne I never knew I needed.
Book 3 of 3 in the Vows of the Throne Series — a blistering dark romance where vengeance finds its match, power bows to love, and a dynasty is rewritten by fire and will.