-Enemies to lovers -Fated Mates -Motorcycle Club . When a violent attack occurs on the border of Dustmaw pack land, it's King Alpha Jaxom Hill's responsibility to visit the grieving family. Not that he wants to. Vain, arrogant, and entitled, the King of Las Vegas is content to live the life of a playboy while his half brother, Eisen, sees to pack affairs. Begrudgingly, Jaxom makes the three hour drive into Navajo Nation, where his perfect world is turned on its head. He discovers his fated Luna Queen is a human, and what's worse, she's the victim. Marked and brutalized by a rogue wolf, Trinity Ahtone hates and reviles werewolves, but Jaxom refuses to leave Arizona without her. In an attempt to win Trinity’s heart, and quench his own thirst for vengeance, Jaxom offers to help his mate track her rapist through the desert and put an end to him once and for all. . Turning to follow the line of his gaze, I tensed as the barrel of a shotgun was shoved against my temple. My jaw clenched in shock, taking in the fearsome pair of eyes glowering up at me. With a single elbow propped up on the threadbare mattress, my mate’s delicate finger rested poised against the trigger. Where the hell had the gun come from? My gaze swept to the narrow space between the wall and mattress. An irrational rage overtook me as I realized Trinity had been sleeping armed. As sick as she was, the girl had still sought to defend herself, fearful that Warren might return. The thought that he haunted her, even in sleep, tore through my chest, wreaking more havoc than any bullet. “Get up slowly, and walk to the door,” Trinity wheezed, each breath costing her an inordinate amount of effort. All I could manage to do was stare at the sultry pair of lips that had just produced the sweetest sounds I had ever known.

“Hana!” a voice behind her demanded in a tone her heart knew well. She turned, her body shaking with disbelief. “Var?” she questioned, scarcely trusting in her own eyes. She turned to the cell. His body was still spread out across the floor, his life force surrounding him in death. She looked back to the ghost, her eyes roving over him. He was Var, and yet markedly different. Where Var had been neglected to the point of starvation, the man before her was all brawn and roping muscle. He towered over her, his face fierce. Instead of Var’s sallowed skin, the stranger was browned from the sun, his intense eyes standing out in sharp contrast against its golden hue. Something in him intimidated Hana, a dangerous nature that she had not sensed in his past self. An angry scar cut a path through his furrowed brow, trailing down his left cheek. Hana took a step back, suddenly unsure if the man was Var at all. ************************** What would you do if you were sent to prison for a crime you didn’t commit? What if that prison just so happened to be the most dangerous place on the planet? When Hana Dari refuses to enter an arranged marriage with her childhood best friend, Filo, she is sent to the labor camp of Mala Fide to serve out her punishment in the ice mines. Hana hopes to serve her year-long sentence and return home to her quiet life in the Eastern Borough. That is, until she meets fellow prisoner, Tiberius Var. Hana is taken in by the handsome stranger with haunting eyes, but Tiberius is more than just a common criminal. He’s a Voyager, with the power to bend the fabric of time itself. With her life on the line, can Hana trust Tiberius to help her escape from Mala Fide? Or is she only a pawn in a bigger game?