The Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack dropped to his knees, and he did not choose to. The woman he knelt to was Wren Ashgrove, a kitchen Omega carrying a tray of wine, who smelled exactly like his mother, dead for twenty years. Wren has never had a wolf that spoke or a family to ask about. Now her body fights with skills she never learned, a silver knife in a sealed cave turns to point at her, and his dead father's seal glows on her back. Kane Ravenbriar should want her gone. Instead, he orders the pack to keep their hands off her. His wolf drags him to her door every night. One stormy night, one bed, and one kiss later, he cannot tell where his orders end and his hunger begins. But every time she kisses him, she wakes smelling like another dead woman. Twelve Lunas died before her, and Wren intends to be the one who walks out alive.