“Stealing her was my mission. My vengeance. Yet we shared a brief moment in the sun together, me as her brooding silence and she as my bright honor. I never forget a face, but hers leaves a distinct impression on my soul no other mission ever has. Same as her absence.” I’ve long since set her free from her four years as my captive, and have known no more light, happiness, nor honor. Though she’s free, I’m the one imprisoned by these memories that demand I hunt her down. And reclaim her. Book 10 in The REAL Series