Eighteen-year-old Lily Isaac is a half-blood. Her father a vampire and her mother a human, Lily is seen as a lesser being from the rest of society. She doesn’t let this keep her from obtaining her one true goal in life: to become a valiant Vanguard—a vampire knight for the Palace of the Bloodprince. But earning a position as a Vanguard inside Silvercity means passing one final test: a hunt in which she must return with the claws of a dead werewolf. 
When Lily finds herself overpowered by a wolf, barely escaping with her life, her chances as a Vanguard slip through her fingers. But she is recognized by the Bloodpince for another reason: her blood is as valuable to him as gold. She finds herself working in the Palace, where the prince’s shaky health seems to regenerate the longer he feeds from her. 
As the days pass, and their feedings become more intimate, Lily finds herself drawing closer to the prince. But as a stranger begins to appear from the shadows, the prince’s life is threatened. The only way Lily can protect him is by agreeing to spy on the palace for a pack of werewolves who want to destroy Silverycity and the prince’s legacy. 
In time, Lily finds her heart torn between two souls. One a beautiful and noble prince with a cruel past, the other a daring, dangerous alpha who wishes only to destroy him.
Unfortunately for Lily, choosing one could mean sacrificing the other.

The Bloodprince's Consort

Lily curled into a ball as they beat her.

She had only just leaned about the unborn child within her, and still she coward to protect it, boots raining down on her, cracking into her back, her skull, her face. She had begun to bleed from a kick to her nose when one of the guards leaned down to inspect her.

"Think her blood tastes as good as they say?" he asked.

"Probably not with that wolf-cub mucking it up."

The first guard seemed too curious to talk out of a taste. He caught a bead of blood raining down from Lily’s nose and brought it to his lips. And as he was distracted by the taste, she noticed the blade sticking from his utility belt. Quickly, Lily snatched it, spearing it into the guard’s throat. He stumbled back, black and tacky blood pouring from the open wound. The other guard shouted in horror at what she’d done, and with a single quick kick, he knocked the blade from her hand.

Chapter 45