Love wasn't supposed to happen-but in Arrhythmia, Fate doesn't take no for an answer.

I just wanted to serve my ninety-nine-year sentence and get the hella outta here. I only had six months, six days, and six hours left and I would've been a free man.

Then Bernadette happened.

Was I mad that she slipped past the wards I was sworn/sentenced to protect? Well, yeah.

Was I ready to grab her up by the nape of her cute little neck and throw her out on her even cuter keister? Yep, you could say that.

Did I lose my ever-lovin' mind when she opened the Hellmouth to ask her dead momma a question? Let's just say I wasn't thrilled.

But when I found out that she's not only the daughter of the man who'd put me here, but my Fated Mate, I was ready to spit fire.

Now, the Denizens of Hell have flooded the streets, and the SOBs are lookin' for love. Bernie doesn't know how to close the door to Hell, and all my Dragon King can think about is completing the Mating Bond with the prettiest Necromancer there ever was.

Love wasn't supposed to happen in Arrythmia, but it did-and it might just be the death of us all.