Their love was naught but a dream. Now it's time to wake up. Karlyle has put an end to it-he will no longer meet with Ash Jones. Their encounters left him too confused, too hopeful, when clearly Ash did not feel the same. By order of his grandfather, Lord Arthur Frost, Karlyle's life is to progress as planned. He will wed another, an omega of his family's choosing, and return to his rightful post. Meanwhile, Ash is at a loss. This man, this Karlyle Frost whose stoic face melted at his kisses and whose body dissolved under his touch, had been but a mystery to him for so long. This is nothing like the love he has experienced thus far, so why does the end hurt so much? But on his way to reclaim Karlyle, Ash finds Karlyle gone. How ever will he find him to finally admit that perhaps this was love all along?