Amara has spent most of her life being used and abused by her family. When Amara decides to plan her escape. It is a dangerous world for rogues, especially females. To go rogue is the same as receiving a death sentence. Amara doesn't want to remain a slave in her pack. She would rather die a rogue than continue being Luna Vera and her sister Jade's punching bag. What happens when the most powerful set of brothers smell their mate's fading scent at the winter festival? Can Amara find peace and happiness in her mates? Will old wounds ruin her chance at happiness?