Mira Danes had one person who called her worthy. One person who stood between her and everything Howling Dusk Pack had decided she was. Then she opened a door on Claiming Night and watched that person choose her step-sister instead. She ran. Not to safety. Just away, to the only place that had ever felt like breathing. Crystal Lake. A hidden hollow in Moonveil Forest where no one would think to follow her. She had no idea the forest was dangerous on Claiming Night. She had no idea a scent could hit you like a wave and turn your body into something that did not belong to you anymore. She had no idea one night in the dark could change every single thing. She woke at dawn beside a stranger whose face she barely saw and whose name she never learned. She walked home through the waking forest carrying something she could not name, a warmth that sat in her chest and did not leave. Then she found the mark on her neck and understood that the night had left something behind she could not hide. Her father gave her three days. Find a husband who will accept you. Any husband. Or leave in a box. Enter Alpha Kael Voss of Crimson Tide Pack. A man whose name other Alphas said in a careful voice. A warlord. A wolf who had allegedly killed his own marked mate when she dared to reject him. A man so feared that every woman at the Claiming Ball took one step back when he walked through the door. Nadia offered Mira's name with a smile that said she was not arranging a marriage. She was arranging a funeral. But when Kael's grey eyes landed on Mira across the hall, something moved in her chest that had been moving since Crystal Lake. She had seen those eyes before. And when he asked her, quietly, whether she was marked, she understood that the stranger in the forest and the ruthless Alpha standing in front of her were the same man. He had found her before she knew she was lost.

BLURB The Rogue Who Tamed The Ruthless Alpha She was trained to survive. He was built to dominate. Neither of them expected the other. Four years ago, Alpha Caden Voss watched his mate walk out the door and never look back. She left behind a rejection, a broken pack, and a daughter who would never know her mother's face. Caden sealed the wound the only way he knew how: power. He made himself the most feared Alpha on the continent and made sure nothing could touch him again. Zara Quinn does not look dangerous. She is seventeen, she has never found her mate, and she just fled her pack in the middle of the night with nothing but a duffel bag and the warrior training her father drilled into her since she was old enough to stand. The reason they ran: the Alpha of her old pack decided Zara belonged to him. When Zara's family crosses into Iron Ridge territory, Caden's wolf goes still for the first time in four years. She is not eighteen yet. She cannot feel the bond the way he can. But Caden already knows. And it terrifies him more than anything ever has. Because the last time he trusted a mate, he ended up raising his daughter alone on the packhouse floor. The blood moon only rises once every generation. Zara's birthday falls on that exact night. What that means, nobody has told her yet.