I am fire at its most elemental. Nothing can withstand my heat. Except her. Somehow, she’s immune to my touch, my flame. I shouldn’t want her so badly. She’s human, and I’m the next prince of the Fire Realm. Dragons and humans don’t mix. Ever. And certainly not a prince. But the dragon women don’t scorch me the way she does. They’re barely candles next to her wildfire, and I want nothing to do with them. I only want her. But can I convince not only her, but my rivals for the throne, that she’s worthy of being mated to a dragon? Because I’m running out of time to claim my mate.