He gripped her chin in his cold hand, bringing their faces inches apart. "What exactly did you think running from me would gain you? Freedom?" A humourless smile spread across his exquisite face. "Naïve fool that you are. I am a Sentinel, there is no hope of escape from me. There never was." Magic was coveted, a talent only afforded to those born into the aristocracy. But sometimes, there are those outside of that exclusive sect that are born with magic, known as anomalies. And the Aristocracy dealt with these 'anomalies' by sending hunters known as Sentinels to track them down and deal with them. Hadley was an anomaly. She had spent her whole life evading the notice of her superiors. But her luck had just ran out. Sentinels have been sent to sweep her city and, after an unfortunate turn of events that led to showing off her powers, she had caught the attention of the strongest Sentinel in history, a man named Farren. Once Farren catches sight of his quarry, there was no force on this earth that would stop him from obtaining it.