A princess fleeing her forced marriage crashes into the twilight woods and finds Darius, the bloodied, fallen fox prince, tails flickering like dying embers. He rejects her help with a snarl, then mocks her tears: “Why does gold weep like a trapped bird?” She stays. He needs the jewel shard hidden in her necklace to reclaim his power. He'll seduce, trick, and use her until the line between deception and devotion vanishes. Enemies by fate. Lovers by curse? One choice could doom or save them both.

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