The last place I ever wanted to be was in the middle of someone else's war. Too bad fate doesn't give a fuck. When I first woke up in the land of the Gryphons, I had one goal...getting back home. I was so focused on figuring out how to leave that I got myself exiled from the Hidden, captured by the Avowed, and managed to claim not one, but three mates. Although I had no idea about that last one until it was too late. Oh right, and then I almost died.I...