She was known as Ruin. A name whispered by every Kingdom. Every Pack. No one knew her face. Only that wherever she appeared, blood followed. Her final mission was simple - destroy the BloodMoon Pack. But Fate does not care about missions. When she wakes up in the enemy territory, injured, exposed and unclaimed. Lyssandra knows one thing: She must finish what she started. Until she sees him. Antonio. The Alpha of BloodMoon Pack. Her mate. “Reject me,” she whispered, voice steady but broken in places she refused to show. His response was instant. “No. You are my mate.” A bitter laugh escaped her throat, sharp like a blade. “I will never accept you” Antonio’s gaze darkened, betraying the hurt he tried to hide “Why?” Her fingers curled, heart tightening against something she refused to name “ Because if the Moon Goddess can be cruel enough to mate me with my family’s murderer…..” Her voice dropped - dangerously calm “….then I will rewrite my own fate.” Her eyes lifted, cold as winter steel “After you die.”

She had heard so much about him. Young, handsome, filthy rich and ruthless! He made decisions and cared about no one. He never gave anything or anyone a second thought, She was being offered a large sum of money to tame, break and to ruin him. She had it all beauty and brains, just what she needed to pull off this heist. In and out, no feeling attached. She goes in whole, and she comes out and never looks back. That was what Malia was prepared for, she wasn’t prepared for what she saw, what she felt and how her heart skipped a beat the very first time she saw him. Him, Kieth William. The things she imagine, the thoughts she had of him, where was it all coming from? She would go against her heart, break him and never look back. But could she? Or will she find out that the love she felt was stronger?