Three dragons. A goddess reborn. And a fire that's burnt across centuries. Emily Nicolson came to Ireland for a simple job-retrieve an ancient dragon torc for the Eldritch Curiosities Society. She expected rough terrain and bad weather. She didn't expect three dragon-shifter brothers-or the discovery that she's connected to the artefact in ways no human should be. Ronan is built like the cliffs he protects, carrying the weight of centuries. Cian is a healer with secrets he's not ready to share. Flynn is all reckless energy and sharp edges, as unpredictable as the Atlantic itself. Together, they're the last of their bloodline-and they've been waiting for someone like Emily. But the torc's awakening hasn't gone unnoticed. The Morrigan Syndicate wants it. Dragons who believe they should rule openly, who keep human women captive to breed the next generation of shifters. Dragons who will burn Ireland to the ground to claim the torc's power. Now Emily has a choice-run from a world she never knew existed, or stand with the brothers who make her feel things she shouldn't. The Syndicate is coming. The torc is calling. And Emily is beginning to suspect that the fire burning in her veins has nothing to do with fear. Some bonds are forged in flame. Some secrets refuse to stay buried. And some women were never meant to be prey.