Nine years ago, he broke my heart and never returned. I vowed to forget him.if only I could.

When I was a child, I fell in love with a Dakkari boy. The prince of our clan. Rukkar , we called him. For he was destined to become the greatest horde king of our time.

He was Kiran of Rath Okkili. My friend. My strong, unyielding protector. His mischievous smile and golden eyes made my heart flutter and my soul sing. And just when I began to believe he returned my love.he shattered me so completely and never once looked back to see how I'd survived.

Nine years later, he's returned.

Only, he's not a prince anymore.

He's a horde king. Cold and cruel. With molten eyes like sin and a body made for war.

I promised myself I'd never love him again.

He intends to make a liar out of me.

Because he not only wants my love again.he also demands me as his queen .