In Blackwood Falls, every girl gets her night. On your 19th birthday, you shift for the first time in Ashen Woods in front of the whole pack. It's bigger than prom. Bigger than getting into UW. My best friends Jessica and Chloe got beautiful grey wolves last summer. Perfect. Normal. Their moms cried and posted #FinallyShifted. I got cursed. For nine years, everything I touched died. I petted the class rabbit in biology and it seized an hour later. My succulents turned black overnight. My bloodwork always came back inconclusive. My DNA glitched the machine. The pack doctor called it an anomaly. Blackwood Falls High called me the girl who kills. Pack law is clear: If you don't shift by 19, you're Wolfless. You lose protection. You must leave town forever. So I stepped into the stone circle in my white dress from Lacy's Boutique, barefoot on cold stones, while fifty faces I knew since kindergarten watched. My mom gripping her old Subaru wheel so tight her knuckles were white. I prayed to be normal. The Moon Goddess made me a monster. I didn't shift grey. I shifted White. Snow-white fur that glowed silver under the full moon. Paws bigger than any female in town. White Wolves haven't been born in a hundred years. They're in Elder Margaret's scary stories. The omen of death. The wolf that brings war and ends its pack. The legend says packs killed them at birth to survive. The clearing went dead silent. Crickets stopped. Jessica stepped back like I was poison. My mom hit the dirt. Then HE showed up. Kael Blackwood. Alpha heir. Billionaire CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. 26, cold, untouchable, never home. The boy I crushed on since freshman year. He was supposed to be in New York. He never comes to first shifts. He saw my white fur, his golden eyes went dark, and he gave the order that broke me: "Chain her. Now. Before she kills us all." He didn't take me to pack jail. He took me to his glass mansion on the mountain and locked me in his cellar with silver cuffs that burned. Because when he crouched to chain me, his wolf growled one word that changed everything: "Mate." I'm Aria Cole, the cursed White Wolf. He's Kael Blackwood, the Alpha who should reject me. He can't. If an Alpha rejects a White Wolf, the bond backlash stops his heart. If he accepts me, the pack says I'll burn everything he loves to the ground. He must choose: kill his fated mate or let her destroy his world. And I must learn why my cursed touch burns his skin... then heals a scar no doctor could heal. Am I death? Or am I rebirth? Fated mates, Billionaire Alpha, Cursed Luna. Enemies to lovers...Touch her and die.