Prologue. - Scopes, Victims, Bullets, Pain.

Three perfect strangers.
Ever since a child Mackenzie Queen has been groomed to be a leader with no heart so she could never be brought to her knees. She must lead Queens Of poison. She must be a killer, she is to be poison.
A lover.
The only problem is that while trying to please her father and agreeing to an arranged marriage she falls into her own dark rabbit hole. She fell in love.
A fighter.
She fell for the king of the dead one who was said to be just as heartless as she. But he fell too, for the beauty that was to be his demise. Be she is the Poison to his wound and he her King to rule beside for he is the one who brought poison to her knees.
A killer.
The scope is lined up, but does she have the guts to really pull that trigger?