300 years ago, my world collided with Earth.

My kind has been ruling over the world ever since, passing as archangels.

Doves, swans, cockatoo, their white wings in half shifted form are the sign of their power.

I should have been the next in line.

I should have been the new archangel Michaël.

But my wings aren’t white.

So instead I have to stay hidden. Instead, I’ve been trained my whole life. Instead, I’m their weapon.

Because who would be best suited to kill the dragon shifter living inside of Notre Dame than a fallen angel?

My name is Angélique. I’m a crow-shifter, and my mission is to marry Elhyor and to kill him on our wedding night.

But nothing is the way it seems, and the dragon might be harder to kill than I thought.

He might also be my only chance at freedom…

Do I have any chance of surviving unscathed?

Only time will tell…