I used to be a chef. The best, if I may say so myself. That ended the day I walked down the aisle to marry a man I loved. Turns out his love died the moment nature took its course. My body changed and somewhere in the middle of all that, so did he. Jace didn't fight for me. He just went quiet, let his mother decide I was a problem to be managed, and by the time the papers were signed I wasn't even sure which version of him I was actually losing. I told myself I was done with that world. Then a friend handed me a catering job, and I walked into a room I never should have set foot in again, and found the one man I truly never expected to see. The Alpha I saved years ago, bleeding out on the worst night of my life, before I vanished without giving him my name. He remembers me. What he doesn't know is why I was really there that night, or who I was really protecting when I gave him my blood and disappeared. I'm finally building something that's mine again and also falling for a man who showers me with love. But my ex mother in law wants me erased before I get too big to control, my so called best friend has decided my success is something to punish me for, and the truth about who almost killed the man I'm falling for is still out there, waiting for the worst possible moment to surface. I spent years disappearing quietly. I'm done doing that. Even if standing my ground costs me every single thing I've only just started to rebuild.