I used to think love was worth burning everything down for.I was the hidden princess of the most feared Alpha dynasty on the eastern continent. I had titles, land, and a future mapped out in gold. I gave it all up for a Beta with an easy laugh and a first love he never got over.Three years of making myself smaller. Three years of swallowing my instincts. And on the night of our anniversary — the night I was finally ready to tell him about our children — he walked in with another woman carrying his heir and told me I should consider staying as his mistress a favor.I rejected him before he finished the sentence.I left with one bag and two secrets — the twins growing quietly inside me, and the name I had spent three years pretending I didn’t have.Sera Voss. Princess. Heir. The woman Eli Grant just made the catastrophic mistake of throwing away.Six years later I run the Voss alliance with an iron hand inside a silk glove — and I have not let anyone close enough to hurt me again. Until my father arranges my marriage to the Continental Alpha without telling me, and Dorian Crest walks into my living room and makes my sons shriek with laughter within four minutes and looks at me like I am exactly what he came for.He promised me chosen. Cherished. Adored.I’m terrified he actually means it.But first — Eli just walked into my engagement party. Standing in my family’s home with Mila on his arm and the audacity of a man who has never once looked back at the damage he left. Calling me a tramp. Offering to take me back as his mistress like he’s doing me a kindness.I smiled and wished him a lovely evening.Twenty minutes later they announced my name in front of every pack leader on the continent.She didn’t just survive what he did to her. She became everything he will never be worthy of.