On Wings Of Blood

I didn’t sign up for this. A half-fae in a school of highblood vampires? That’s a recipe for torment. I’m Medra Pendragon – last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left.Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn’t stopped the vampires from deciding I’m worth capturing. Now I’m stuck at Bloodwing Academy, where the highbloods run everything.But that’s not even the worst part.Enter Blake Drakharrow. Cold, arrogant, and way too gorgeous for his own good. He’s been tormenting me since the moment we met, and now, thanks to some ancient ritual, we’re betrothed.He acts like he owns me, but I’m not going down without a fight. Bloodwing isn’t just a school – it’s a battlefield.They think they can control me. They think they can use me. But they have no idea what they’ve awakened.