The night Zane Carter rejected me in front of the entire pack, I made myself one promise.I would not beg. I would not break. And I would not come back as the same girl he threw away.I kept all three.For two years I disappeared into the forest and became something the werewolf world had not seen in four centuries. Something ancient. Something chosen. Something that even the Moon Goddess herself had been quietly building inside me since the night I was born — waiting for exactly the right moment to crack me open.That moment was his rejection.Now I am back.Not broken. Not desperate. Not hoping he will finally see my worth.I already know my worth.Zane Carter is dying slowly, painfully, from the bond he destroyed by choice. His pack is fracturing. Three enemy packs are closing in. His father's secrets are about to swallow everything he has built. And the only person powerful enough to save all of it is the woman he called unworthy in front of three hundred people.He needs me.I have terms.