He’s promising to make her scream, but the joke’s on him—screaming is what banshees do best.When the secretive council of Alphas wanted to use Eliza’s café as a meeting place, it was a no brainer. A little extra income? Awesome. A bunch of monsters owing her a favor? Even better. The sarcastic hacker setting up camp at the corner table on their behalf? Not so much.He’s flirty, and loud, and everything the quiet banshee wants to avoid… so why can’t she take her eyes off of him?Creed has a job to do: work some tech magic and hunt down the monstrous leader of an evil cabal. Simple enough for a hacker like him—or at least it was supposed to be. He didn’t count on her. The banshee’s silent smiles and bright eyes are driving him mad. How is he supposed to focus on the job when all he can think about is winning her heart?If he doesn’t figure it out fast, it won’t be long before the hunter becomes the hunted…TW: suicide and self-harm