One week.
Loki Jackson spent one delightful week with a lonely and misunderstood woman from Washington D.C. Months later, he still couldn't get his Christmas fling with Myna out of his head, and it affected every aspect of his life. He couldn't tattoo without seeing her face in the ink, couldn't pierce without wondering what she would look like with her own shiny baubles. Couldn't dominate anyone in Avalon because, well, they just weren't her.
Myna, his little songbird.
He was one lovesick puppy, and tired of it.

Myna Cookson couldn't find satisfaction in anything. D.C. didn't hold the same allure it once did, and her exile from the community she found peace in was complete. Persona non grata.
Her work as a physical therapist paid the bills, but she wanted more than that.
She wanted Loki—a man she craved, a Dominant she missed.
Her perspective on her role in the BDSM community had been skewed. Knowing she wasn't a Domme, was barely a Switch, made her behavior in D.C. all the more embarrassing.
A visit to Phoenix might cheer her up, but would it really fix anything?

Life might seem normal on the surface, but something nefarious stalks Club Avalon.
When the enemy makes a move, who will be the last ones standing?

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