Becoming a Lady

If I’d known what mages could really do, I’d have tried harder to get out of my arranged marriage to one. But no. I’d been stupid, and I’d thought that the threats to change me — mold me, shape me both physically and psychologically — were ridiculous. I wasn’t going to change for anyone, especially not physically.

But I didn’t count on what Easton was really capable of doing, or of how far his desires to turn me into the perfect wife went…