Estelle Winterbourne was born to lead the Whitefang pack and was one of the strongest werewolves in the pack. As daughter of the alpha and bonded to Darius Hale, her father’s chosen successor, her path seemed set. She was the heir, the heart, the future. Until she became the problem. Her father wanted a docile daughter to marry for alliance. Darius wanted her title, not her. When Estelle uncovered their plan to slaughter the neighboring Frostveil pack and shift the blame to her, she confronted them. And their answer? A trial for treason. Convicted by her own kin. Betrayed by her mate. Estelle was sentenced to the White Exile. They stripped her of rank, carved the traitor’s mark into her skin, and left her chained in the Deadfall — a frozen wasteland where no wolf survives a night. No heat, no pack, no moon. Just death. Her blood dyed the snow in tapestry of crimson. She would have died if not for him. Adrian Lykos, The Alpha of Frostveil. The “Ice Devil.”... The “ Gelid Wolf.” Her family’s sworn enemy. The rival she was raised to hate. He finds her half-dead, more frost than flesh, and does the unthinkable: He gave her warmth and took her home. Adrian has every reason to let her die. Her father murdered his sister. While Estelle herself had fought against him and his pack too many times to count. But when he looks at the brand on her chest and the way she still tries to stand... Adrian's eyes flashed with an unknown emotion. He could kill her easily, but what was the fun in that? “ How Pathetic..." He laughed in derision. " To think... the woman who caused me a shit ton of trouble would end up like this...Thrown away like mutt..." He let out a sharp breathe causing the fog to stir. Adrian stared at the woman in his arms. Her light brown skin which usually had a vibrant sheen was sickly pale. For some reason, he hated seeing her like this.What begins as debt becomes defiance. Adrian is ruthless but fair, a ghost of a man who speaks in scars. He trains her body while trying to mend her broken mind. He guards her sleep when the nightmares come. And slowly, Estelle found the enemy whom she was taught to kill becomes the only one who sees her as more than a crown or a pawn. Slowly, her mind which was shattered by betrayal mended.Estelle became something new — not Silvervale’s lost heir, not Darius’s broken mate, but Frostveil’s winter-wolf. She was only repaying the debt... nothing more... .... Or so she thought.