I'm incredibly lucky. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. My father is one of the wealthiest men in the world, and I stand to inherit everything one day. At least, that's what I tell people, but it isn't exactly true. The reality is that my life is not my own. Everything has been mapped out and dictated to me, right down to the man I will marry one day. Unfortunately, that day is fast approaching and the man he has chosen - let's just say, he's not my type.

I was distraught when I found out that I had been selected as a Tribute. That I was expected to go to Draig Island. Everyone knows that a large percentage of Tributes never make it back. I thought it was the worst thing that could happen to me.

Then, I taste freedom for the first time in my life. I start to think that Draig Island could be my salvation. All I have to do is mind-bond with a dragon, and I will be able to stay. It's a pity that mind-bonding with dragons is incredibly dangerous and a very difficult feat to achieve. I am determined. I will get it right. I want to stay. Going back to my old life is no longer an option.

This story contains mature themes/language.
Also, be prepared for a ton of growls, dirty talk, and a hard-won HEA. Hulking, skulking, foul-mouthed, brooding dragons ahead. You were warned!