I gave my Alpha my loyalty, my body, my blood spilled defending a pack that never once defended me. And when another woman caught his eye, he traded me away like I was nothing. Discarded, humiliated and cast out in front of the pack I sacrificed for. I should have run but instead I walked straight into the path of something far more dangerous, the Lycan king with eyes like a starless night and a voice that promises ruin. He claimed me in front of everyone who watched me fall, and now I belong to a creature more powerful, more possessive, and far more consuming than any Alpha I know. He says he'll protect me. He says I'm his. But every time we lock eyes, I feel the same thing I felt that night like I have no say in what happens to my own heart. I don't know if I've been saved or simply claimed by something crueler. All I know is that I can't stop wanting to find out.