Kelvin Blake doesn't miss. Forty-three kills, zero hesitation — until the night his crosshairs find Zoey Bernard and his finger forgets how to pull a trigger. The Vigil's file says she's a murderer. Her own Alpha already sold her out to save the pack. Everyone wants her dead by sunrise. Including the hunter holding the gun. Except something in his blood won't let him fire. A pull he was trained to believe didn't exist — claiming her as his. Now Kelvin has forty-eight hours to find the truth, before his own order finishes the job, or hers does. Thornbury runs on one law: hunters and wolves don't cross each other. Someone wants that law broken, and a war is already loading. The only ones standing in the way are a wolf marked for death and the hunter who was supposed to deliver her. He was trained to kill her kind. She's the only one who can save his.