Blind Alpha | Captive Omega | Possessive Alpha | Revenge. A blind Alpha with a broken Omega. A king with his prisoner... A perfect combination. A curse that can only be broken through the woman he refuses to let go. Avery Morrow never imagined the ruthless Alpha who destroyed her life would also be the mate destiny chose for her. Torn from everything she loved and forced into the Nightfall Manor, she vows to escape, even if it costs her life. Lucian Draveth has ruled his pack through darkness for years. Feared by his enemies and obeyed by his people, he has no need for love. He needs only one thing. His sight. The Moon Goddess has bound his fate to the woman who hates him most. Avery's mark is the only thing capable of breaking the curse stealing his life one day at a time. But Avery refuses to submit. She would rather burn the world down than surrender to the Alpha who keeps calling her his mate. As enemies become prisoners of fate, revenge, obsession, and desire begin to blur into something neither of them can escape. Will Avery destroy the Alpha who ruined her life... Or will the bond between them become the very thing that saves them both?

I faked my own death to escape a killer surgeon. Then I saved a mafia boss's brother and became his prisoner. I thought I was safe hiding in the shadows. Then Frank Costello dragged his dying brother into my clinic with a gun to my head: "Save him or die trying." Now I'm trapped in his world. Three months of service, he says. Treat his men, ask no questions, and he'll give me enough money to disappear forever. But Frank Costello doesn't play fair. He knows my secrets. He knows I'm running from a murderer who thinks I'm dead. And when that killer finds me again, Frank makes me an offer I can't refuse: Stay with him. Let him protect me. The price? My freedom, my principles, my heart. I'm a healer and he's a killer. We're on opposite sides of every line that matters. But when the man I'm running from comes back for blood, Frank Costello might be the only thing standing between me and a bullet. The question isn't whether I'll fall for him. It's whether I'll survive long enough to regret it.