Elena Voss has thirty days to live.At least, that’s what the doctors told her. Twenty-three, a virgin, and freshly diagnosed with a terminal illness, she decides to burn every rule she ever followed. She walks into an exclusive club looking for one reckless night with seven beautiful strangers. She only needs one. Alexander Blackwood — the cold, ruthless CEO who just bought the law firm she works for — is the seventh man. What starts as a desperate attempt to feel something before she dies turns into an all-consuming claim. He is possessive, dominant, and dangerously addictive. He doesn’t just want her body for thirty days. He wants to own every remaining breath. But the clock is wrong. As the truth about her diagnosis unravels, so does the careful control Alexander has spent his entire life perfecting. What begins as a filthy arrangement becomes something neither of them expected: a love fierce enough to survive the darkest parts of both of them. Dark. Possessive. Explicit. A cold CEO, a virgin heroine, and a countdown that was never real.

He rejected her in front of the entire pack. Called her weak. Unworthy. Disposable. Three years later, the once-untouchable Alpha is ruined. Rank stripped. Pack collapsing. Enemies closing in. The only person who can save him is the woman he threw away. She does not offer forgiveness. She offers a contract. One year of marriage. He will kneel when she commands it. He will smile while she publicly owns him. He will wear her name while she dismantles what is left of his pride. In return, she will give him just enough power to survive. He signs it. He should not have. Because Vespera Quill does not want his gratitude. She wants his complete submission. And she plans to take her time collecting it. This is not a love story. This is a carefully planned ruin.