As the only phoenix shifter in existence, I've always been the brother least likely to find his mate. Dying and being reborn every hundred years has a way of messing with my dating life, not to mention I can only touch, without fear of causing severe burns, the one woman meant for me.

A perimeter alarm at the Brethren's headquarters has me coming out of hiding and back to Scotland to fight alongside my five brothers, and instead of my family, I find…her. My fated mate.

A beautiful, curvy witch with an attitude bigger than she is tall has somehow broken through the centuries old spell that's kept our castle in the Highlands hidden from man and demon.

She claims she's lost, but our mating bond says otherwise. She's on a hunt for an ancient grimoire and when she refuses to believe we are fated mates, my interfering mother, Athena, arrives and locks us down in the castle. (Yes, that Athena.)

We spend our time bickering and playing strip Scrabble as I do my best to show her what's happening between us is real. After I explain the details of the prophecy she's now a part of, and that a demon bent on world domination wants her for himself, will she accept me as her mate, or will this cycle of death and rebirth be my last?

There's no denying the strings of fate, no matter how quickly they move. I will convince Bex that she's neither convenient nor without choice—that she's my only hope for survival, for true love.

If I have to die one final time to save her, I will.