The mind can be an amazing escape from reality... But what happens when that comforting sanctuary latches on and refuses to let you go? Vanya MacFarland is princess of the werewolves and mate to Draven. They found each other on the Irish shoreline and their love quickly bloomed into something so beautiful, it was enough to make even the gods envious. Which led to their doom... Macha, goddess of battle and sovereignty, could not abide that love. She imprisoned Vanya in the cruelest way imaginable, then cursed Draven to bear witness to her torture. That is when Vanya slipped into her own mind to escape the torment. Now, she is safe in Draven’s arms once more… but she is unable to go to him. Will she be able to find her way back into reality? Or is she destined to finally fall as her memories fray and disappear? 'The sky went from black to red as the last star fell, lighting the horizon on fire. The flames reached up, then stretched across the crimson sky, sealing the world in a blazing dome. Humid air was pushed down from the atmosphere, sending steam up from the waves. Vanya forced herself from Draven and took off. She fought the pull of the now waist deep waters as she struggled to make it to shore. When her feet met dry land, she gathered her courage and turned to her mate. But it wasn’t him. It was his face, and his body… but not him. His long black hair turned to dark brown waves. His slanted eyes widened, the blackness turning to a deep blue that matched her own. Then she was looking at herself.'