He signed our divorce papers at the altar. Brennan Locke was my fated mate. We were already married, and in five more seconds I would have been his Luna. Then he turned to my cousin Portia. "She's stronger. More beautiful. More worthy." He tore our marriage in half in front of the whole pack. Portia smiled while I begged. I ran that night with one bag, a broken heart and a secret. I was carrying his son. Three years later, nobody calls me weak. I'm an Elite Warrior for Alpha King Evander Blackwood. Rogues run when they hear my name. My son has never once been pitied. Now Portia is dying of a poison no healer can cure, and only my rare blood can save her. Brennan is on his knees at my door. He isn't begging for me. He's begging for her. His banished brother Knox wants my heart. The Alpha King wants my loyalty, and the whole court thinks I'm his fiancée. Brennan just wants me to bleed. They all want something from me. This time, I make the rules. And when Brennan sees the little boy holding my hand, with his eyes, his scent and his name hidden away, he'll finally learn what his rejection cost him. Some mistakes can't be forgiven. But they can be made to pay.