For years, I’ve served the men of Ember Glen. I’ve endured their depravity because it’s required. But when the most vicious man in our village decides to target me during a purge, I have to make a choice…
I can kneel and serve…
or I can run and become a sinner.
I choose sin…
I choose to run.
Only, I didn’t expect another man to chase me…
I didn’t expect the harrowing punishments he’d make me endure once I was caught…
And I certainly didn’t expect to find passion for him.
The man who calls me a sinner sets my soul on fire.
ARLO
It’s my role to maintain control in Ember Glen. Selected women must serve beneath the full moon, and refusal is not an option. So, when I see her run, refusing to fulfill her duty, I have to take control…
I have an urge to follow her…
a visceral need to hunt her down.
I have to catch her…
I have to chase her.
Only, I didn’t expect to find her so intoxicating…
I didn’t expect the brutal punishment that awaited her for running…
And I certainly didn’t expect to feel so conflicted about delivering it.
My craving for her is forbidden, but I might let her drag me to hell.