Three wolves claimed me the night magic burned their marks into my skin. In ninety days, my choice kills two of them. I was nobody—a human archivist cataloging supernatural artifacts I’d never touch. Then the curse activated, my hidden lycan nature exploded to the surface, and three devastatingly powerful alphas became bound to me by ancient magic I don’t understand. Kai’s touch is fire and control. When his hands grip my waist, when his silver eyes darken with barely restrained hunger, I feel the dangerous edge of obsession that destroyed his father. He holds himself back, terrified of consuming me. But every night he pulls me closer, and I’m not sure I want him to stop. Declan’s kiss tastes like promises and lies. His golden eyes track my every movement like I’m prey he’s been hunting. He knows exactly where to touch, what to whisper, how to make me forget we’re racing toward a deadline that ends in death. His charm is intoxicating. His secrets might destroy me. Silas’s restraint is the most dangerous seduction of all. He teaches me to shift, his body pressed against mine, guiding me through transformations that leave us both breathing hard and tangled together. He touches me like I’m sacred. Like he’s already mourning me. Like he knows he’s too broken to keep me but can’t stop himself from falling anyway. The mate marks pulse with their heartbeats. I feel their desire bleeding through the bonds, intense and overwhelming and impossible to resist. Training sessions become charged with tension. Protective embraces linger too long. And I can’t tell if what I’m feeling is real love or magical compulsion designed to make this choice destroy me. Ninety days to choose between the wolf who wants to possess me, the wolf who wants to use me, and the wolf who wants to save me. But first, I have to survive the heat of three bonds pulling me in different directions—and figure out which passion will save me and which will be my ruin.