Accidentally cast through a magical portal to an enchanted prison with slave girl and a vampire fugitive, a Guardian warrior must come to terms with their situation, and the irrefutable past he shares with his vampire enemy.
Balin Renforth has served the Guardians loyally for six hundred years, protecting innocents from vampire scum like Fitch Galloway. But he cannot deny the nagging familiarity Fitch inspires, any more than he can deny the irresistible curiosity stirred by the other man.
Without his weapons, Balin knows the odds are against him. To make matters worse, the human female at once goes into crippling withdrawals from the vampire's evil drug, Tourin, a concoction used to make her sexually biddable. The only thing that will stave her withdrawals is sexual contact, and to share a blood bond with their nasty vampire companion. But indulging her needs goes against everything Balin believes, as well as the Guardian's Oath.
Fitch Galloway recognizes Balin immediately, though he never knew of the man's ties to the magical Ancient Fae which gave him the powers he used to transport them to the outer limits. The Guardian has clearly grown up with a stick up his ass, and his rigidly unbending morals quickly grow tiresome. Yet Fitch cannot deny that saving the little boy more than six hundred years ago was the only good thing he ever did, and Balin has grown into an honorable man he cannot help but feel proud of. And those aren't the only feelings the handsome Guardian stirs in Fitch...
If it weren't for her painful addiction to Tourin, former Palace slave Gladiolas would think she'd died and gone to heaven. Finding herself in a remote castle prison with two drop-dead sexy men is like a dream come true. They're both so fiercely protective it feels like she is no longer slave, but master. Now if only she can get them to stop fighting, and start loving...