I was raised to be a son my father never had. Eighteen tournaments. Eighteen lies and one mistake that almost killed him Now Jace-- the heir of our rival pack stands in front of me, his smirk dangerous, his touch familiar "Reject me" I whisper, trembling. "We're enemies" His eyes darkened. "That only makes it better and I never let go of what's mine" But if he ever finds out the truth. That the masked rider who left him bleeding in flames......Was me He'll destroy me before love can.