He was supposed to meet his wolf on his 18th birthday. Instead, Zane watched his uncle behead his father and murder his mother and baby sister. Werewolf prince. Kitsune blood. No wolf. No pack. No family. Now he's the most hunted male in the Northern Territories, carrying a secret that got his family slaughtered: His mother was one of the last kitsune foxes alive. Broken. 18 years old. Running. Until he crosses into vampire land and gets caught. Pinned. Helpless. Seconds from being raped in a dungeon by two vampire guards— —when three vampire-witch princes burst in. Draven. Lucian. Cassius. His fated mates. They slaughter the guards. Zane looks up, bleeding, half-conscious… and they stare at him like he’s something to devour. Then they roar one word that shakes the dungeon walls: OURS. It’s the last thing he hears before darkness swallows him.