BabelNovel 

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 fought the leather wrapped around her neck, but the chains did nothing more than writhe above her like snakes, clanking out in joy at her fear. Her struggle. The air in her lungs was going shallow. She had to get out.

Smoke had filled the room, seeped in through the cracks in the door, and Lily’s throat had gone raw and hoarse from inhaling it and screaming with all the life she had left in her. The dead corpse nearby was her only friend—her only salvation in the face of death.

She gave up, hot tears rolling down her cheeks. Her eyes burned from the smoke and she buried them in her arm. All she had ever wanted to do was to protect the palace. She worked her entire life to makeup for her biological shortcomings. It wasn’t her fault that she’d been born without fangs. That she didn’t like the taste of blood, that she could brace the sun with no fear.

Chapter 46