I was rejected in front of the entire pack. Fenrir Blackwood looked me in the eyes, said the words, and let two hundred wolves watch the bond tear apart. He claimed it was because of a prophecy. What he really did was throw me away. I should have disappeared. Instead, I walked into enemy territory and into the hands of the Alpha he hates most. Draven Ashwood didn’t take me in out of kindness. He took me because I was useful. A rejected Luna standing at his border at midnight. He offered protection… and a chance to make his rival bleed. I told myself I was only using him back. But the prophecy wasn’t finished with me. Something older and far more dangerous is starting to move, and both Alphas are beginning to realize that my rejection may have set something in motion that none of us can control. Now I’m caught between the man who destroyed me, the rival who is becoming harder to hate, and a truth that keeps getting darker the closer I get to it. I thought being rejected was the worst thing that could happen to me. I was wrong.