Who hasn’t heard on Ariat about an admiral who commands the dark? They say he is merciless toward enemies—if you don’t want trouble, better not meet this man. But what do you do if you’ve managed to run into him and instantly disappear into the depths of his dark, bottomless gaze?
And it seems running away is already too late. The feelings that flare between us leave no choice and only grow stronger.
Now, as darkness approaches and the world once again freezes on the edge, I’ll simply follow him—holding his hand tightly.
For my man, dangerous to the point of shaking—yet capable of loving like no one else in the entire universe. For my admiral.