A voice echoed in her dreams; soft, desperate and eerily familiar.. “Run, Faye… run as fast as you can, darling. Only you can save him.” Faye’s eyes flew open, heart pounding against her ribs like a trapped bird. The air in her small room was thick and cold, and for a moment, she couldn’t tell if she was still dreaming. That voice had followed her for years, slipping into her mind like a whisper from another world; a warning, a prophecy or perhaps a curse. Born wolfless with silver eyes that shimmered under the moonlight, Faye had always been different… too strange, too quiet and too pure for the savage world of werewolves. She had never known the warmth of a man’s touch nor the comfort of belonging. Among her pack, she was tolerated, not loved. She was called ‘The Cursed one’ and a ‘ghost among wolves.’ Some said her eyes were a mark of the moon goddess’s punishment; that Faye carried the burden of an ancient sin she knew nothing about. Others believed she was a bad omen, a reminder that peace never lasts long in the world of beasts and men but all Faye ever wanted was a place to call home. A place where her name was spoken without disdain. One fateful night, drawn by a dream she couldn’t ignore, she wandered deep into the ancient woods. The forest was alive…. not with danger, but with whispers. The trees seemed to know her name, their branches bowing as though welcoming her return. And then she felt it; that lurking presence. Heavy, watching and familiar. Eyes, glowing silver and red, cut through the darkness. They held her there, pinned like prey before a apex predator. But this was no ordinary beast. His face was sculpted by power and pain, his body carved with the strength of a god. He was both shadow and flame, terrifyingly beautiful, utterly inhuman. Maximillian. The Lycan King. Once, his name had inspired devotion and fear across kingdoms. But now, the great King was broken… cursed by the Moon goddess and bound to the madness his people called “The Lusty Madness.” It was said that under the blood moon, his control slipped, his mind consumed by a hunger that no woman could sate and no healer could cure. He had destroyed half his kingdom trying to silence the voices, the cravings and the visions that haunted him. Until he saw her. The moment Maximillian’s eyes met Faye’s, something ancient stirred within him; a connection neither could explain. He felt her fear, her loneliness and her purity. She felt his torment, the weight of decades behind his gaze. When he spoke her name, it was not as a king, but as a man lost in the dark, reaching for a light he didn’t deserve. But love between a cursed Lycan King and a wolfless was forbidden. The council would call her a threat, the packs would call her a witch, and her Alpha who had once damned her kind might see her as a challenge to Werewolf order. Still, fate had already set the fire burning. Faye found herself drawn to his world; a kingdom of shadows, ancient rituals and secrets too dangerous to name. The deeper she fell, the more she realized the truth: the curse that consumed Maximillian was not madness at all, but a bond born from the moon’s own wrath and she, the silver-eyed girl no one wanted, might be the key to ending it. To heal him, she must give herself completely; body, soul and spirit. To love him, she must risk everything, including her freedom and the fragile peace she had fought so hard to keep. But can innocence survive desire? Can light truly tame the darkness or will the fire between them destroy them both before destiny runs its course? Faye’s journey will test every boundary between love and damnation. In the eyes of the Lycan King, she finds not just danger but belonging; the kind that burns, consumes and rebirths. And somewhere between the howl of the wolves and the silence of the moon, she begins to wonder….. perhaps the voice that once told her to run wasn’t warning her after all. Maybe it was leading her home.

Ayden Blackwell has everything; money, influence and the intimidating charm of a man the world both fears and desires. But beneath the flawless Armani suits and cold intelligence lies a truth he has fought to bury for years. His life is divided in two, shaped by memories he cannot reach and emotions he does not understand. His heart has been split for as long as he can remember and he has learned to survive by showing the world only the version of himself that cannot be hurt. Aneesha Lopez never imagined their paths would cross again. Not after college. Not after the accident that stole their future and certainly not after five lonely years of raising a child Ayden does not remember fathering. When fate pulls them back into each other’s lives, she finds herself staring at a man who feels both heartbreakingly familiar and painfully distant. One moment he is gentle. The next he is guarded but as always, he is drawn to her in ways he cannot explain. Ayden does not understand the connection between them, yet something inside him recognizes her, something deeper than memory, older than logic and more powerful than pride. She becomes the only person who slips past his defenses, awakening fragments of a past he thought was gone forever. When the truth resurfaces about their history, their child and the hidden part of himself he has tried so hard to silence, Ayden’s carefully built world begins to crumble. The two sides of his life collide with devastating force, threatening the fragile bond they have begun to rebuild. To keep Aneesha, Ayden must confront the darkness he has avoided for years. He must choose whether the love he once lost is worth bringing his fractured heart back together. He became a man whose heart has always been divided until she becomes the only thing strong enough to make it whole. Trigger: A forgotten love and a woman who never stopped loving him.