He was never supposed to want me. Draven — my stepbrother. The pack’s Alpha. The boy who called me little sister until the Moon decided I was his mate. Now the bond between us burns under my skin, and Draven doesn’t care about rules, or our father, or the fact that I’m supposed to be off-limits. He watches me when the Moon rises. He bleeds for me. He marked me in the Hollow and whispered that I’m his obsession, his sin, his salvation.