The night before the ceremony, restraint breaks and both of them have a mind blowing hungry sex that their bodies have been craving for. Wren leads Kade to her room where he strips her dress off against the wall and sucks her nipples hard until they ache. Two thick fingers thrust deep into her wet pussy until she comes on his hand. He drops to his knees, spreads her open, and licks her clit until she shakes against his face. Then he bends her over the bed and drives into her in one hard thrust, fucking her from behind with one hand in her hair and the other on her clit. He takes her on her back, legs folded high, staring into her eyes. She rides him until she comes again. Against the wall. On the floor. Spooned behind her with one leg lifted. Hours of it. By the end she is sweat-slick and leaking his cum. One night they cannot take back. Wren Ashby has spent ten years being told she is nothing. No wolf. No power. No worth. While her twin Celeste is worshipped as future Luna, Wren scrubs floors and swallows every insult. Then Alpha Kade looks at her the way he never looks at anyone else. He is meant to claim Celeste according to pack law. Hours later the mate bond snaps in front of the entire pack. It chooses Wren, not Celeste. The elders force Kade to reject her. A wolfless Luna will weaken the pack. He does it publicly, even though his body already knew the truth. Old enemies circle. A buried power in Wren’s blood begins to wake. Secrets rise. She must decide if giving him another chance will heal her or break her, while a war closes in around them both.

Clara Voss died once already.She died cold, broken and bleeding in a forest that was not even her home, cast out like garbage by the very man she spent three years trying to love. Alpha Lucian Blackwell, her husband, the man she cooked for, nursed back to health, defended in front of his own pack and quietly adored from a careful distance, never even looked for her body.But the Moon Goddess had other plans.Clara wakes up in her childhood bedroom with every horrible memory of her first life burning behind her eyes like fire. The wedding has not happened yet. She still has time. And this time Clara Voss is done pouring herself out for people who see her as nothing. Done being the girl who gives everything and receives cruelty in return. Done being invisible.This time she will smile at her enemies while she dismantles them brick by brick. She will become the most powerful Luna the Ironveil Pack has ever seen. And when Lucian Blackwell finally realises what he destroyed, when the truth of what she did for him and what he did to her tears him apart from the inside and his wolf goes feral trying to chase her back, Clara will make sure he earns every single second of her forgiveness.If she decides to give it at all.Dead girls do not forget. And this one came back with a plan.

Sienna Cole wants one thing. A baby. After discovering her boyfriend has been poisoning her fertility for two years, she makes one desperate decision. She will do this alone.But the clinic makes a catastrophic mistake.Now she is carrying the child of Alaric Voss. The most feared Alpha in the country. A man running to become Alpha King of every werewolf pack on the continent. He shows up with gold blazing in his eyes and tells her she is not going anywhere.Sienna has nothing. No money. No job. No family except the sister who caused the mix up. She has no business being inside the most powerful wolf pack in Silver Ridge. No business feeling the pull she feels every time Alaric walks into a room. And absolutely no business uncovering the secret that changes everything.She is not fully human. And someone has known that her entire life.Some accidents change your life. This one starts a war.

Sera Quinn had one job. Marry a dying man, keep her head down, and wait. Nobody told her that Damien Voss did not die on anyone's schedule but his own. She was twenty two years old when her stepfather sat her down at the kitchen table and explained her options. Her mother was sick. The bills were swallowing everything. And the most powerful billionaire in the country was lying unconscious in a private hospital ward with his family desperate enough to pay a fortune for any woman willing to stand beside him at the altar. All Sera had to do was say yes. She said yes. She had no other word left. She moved into his mansion and tried to be invisible. She talked to him in the dark of his room every night because there was nobody else and because she was sure he could not hear her. She told him things she had never told anyone. She told him she was scared. She told him she was pregnant. Then she overheard four words that changed everything and she ran before the sun came up. Four years later she had rebuilt herself from nothing. A career. A spine. Twin children with their father's eyes. A case file she had been building alone, one quiet hour at a time, connecting a road barrier report to a name that would put people in prison. She had one rule. Stay away from Damien Voss. Then her four year old daughter hacked into his private server and left him a message. Damien was already in his car before Sera found out what her daughter had done. He was not coming to talk. And Sera Quinn was finally done running.

I was the Luna of Moonridge Pack, the smartest wolf they had. Every battle we won, every strategy that made us powerful, that was me. My brain, my plans, my ideas. But nobody knew. My mate, Alpha Kael, took everything I created and told everyone it was his. He treated me like trash, and also had a girlfriend everyone knew about. Hurt me when nobody was looking. For six whole years I survived this, the mate bond made it impossible to leave, or so I thought. Then his girlfriend got pregnant with the baby I could never give him. That was it. I was done and fed up, I planned to run away in two weeks. But three days before I could escape, she lost the baby. Somebody poisoned her. And now everyone thinks I did it. They locked me in the dungeons and in three days I will be sentenced to death for murder. My own dad is not even sure I am innocent, the whole pack hates me and all the evidence says I am guilty. Except I did not do it, somebody set me up, somebody wants me dead. They think I am weak, they think I will just give up and die. They are so, so wrong. My name is Aria Silvercrest and I have survived six years of pure hell. I am not dying now, not like this, not without fighting back with everything I have. This is my story, and it is just getting started.