Fated — A.S. Green

As a banshee, I am an omen of death.When I show up, people cringe. It's the reason why I've never been kissed...never been loved.My visions of death are showing me an impending war, with the Fae Academy right smack in the middle of it. But my goal is clear: do my job and guide the dead to the afterlife.Only problem is, there's an overbearing, extremely stubborn, extremely sexy hell hound that claims I'm his fated mate. With death on the horizon, I don't have time for feelings and, as a banshee, I'm not supposed to fall in love. So why does my body ignite every time Kane is around? Why does it feel like stars are colliding in my chest whenever he touches me?When the enemy gets here and Kane's life is in jeopardy, I'll have to decide: should I stay out of the fight? Or do I break all the rules to save Kane's soul?