My name is Orchid. The deadliest flower of the Wu dragon clan. Sold into indentured servitude as an omega child, I fought my way out from under the silky sheets of pleasure houses and onto the bruising tatami mats of the dojo to become an assassin. I make men fall to their knees. My hand squeezes their black hearts, enacting the ancient rule of our dragon ancestors. I am judgement and justice, but not blind. It is why I refuse to extinguish the valiant souls of the alphas from Clan Desden, overturning my entry into the assassin’s guild as I break my vows. The price is a single night of pleasure. It costs us all more than we bargained. My exile is marked by not only death but rebirth. Can I trust the alphas I shielded or must I erase every single mistake I have made to keep safe the life we created?