They say a wolf without a pack is nothing.I used to believe that. Back when I was just a ghost in my own home—watching my mate warm another woman's bed, watching him raise her pup like a king, while I fetched his coffee and smiled.No more.The day he paraded his brother's widow through our pack house, something inside me snapped. Not broke. Snapped. Like a blade finding its true edge.I packed one bag. I didn't look back.Three years later, I'm the woman rogue Alphas whisper about. The one who rebuilt herself from ash and silence. The one who answers to no mate, no pack, no Alpha's cruel whim.Then he found me.Not my mate. Worse. Better.Kael—the ruthless rival Alpha who once promised to burn my husband's world down. The king of a territory where wolves don't bow, they hunt. Dark eyes that strip secrets from your bones. A voice like smoke and broken glass.He cornered me in a back alley, pressed me against rain-slick brick, and breathed one word against my throat:"Run."I didn't.Now my mate is howling at my door, suddenly desperate, suddenly jealous after years of indifference. He wants me back. He needs me back.But I've already tasted a king.And once you've tasted power like Kael's—once you've felt his teeth on your skin and his growl in your chest—you don't go back to lapdogs.Even when you discover the dark truth.Even when you learn why Kael really chose me.Even when the cliff falls away beneath your feet, and the only hands reaching for you are the ones you should fear most.

He made her watch him put a ring on another woman. then he asked her to marry him. Three years ago, she disappeared without explanation, leaving him humiliated and broken. He rebuilt himself into something colder, sharper, untouchable — a ruthless billionaire who trusts no one and forgives nothing. Now she’s back, not because she wants him but because she needs his money. Her mother is dying, and pride won’t pay hospital bills. But begging the most powerful man she ever betrayed comes with a price. One year. That’s his offer. One year as his contract wife. One year living under his roof. One year sharing his bed. In exchange, he will save her mother. But this isn’t charity, It’s revenge. He wants her close enough to hurt. Close enough to remind her of what she lost. Close enough to watch her regret choosing money over him. What he doesn’t know is that she never betrayed him. What she doesn’t know is that the night before she left, she conceived a secret that will bind them forever. Because she’s pregnant and the child she’s carrying belongs to the billionaire who now hates her. As jealousy burns and enemies close in, their forced marriage becomes a battlefield of desire, pride, and buried truths. His ex-fiancée wants her gone. His powerful father hides a devastating secret. The media waits for her to fall. The more he tries to punish her, the more he realizes he never stopped loving her, but love isn’t enough when trust is broken. When the truth finally explodes, he will have to choose: Protect his empire. Or beg for the woman he swore to destroy. Because revenge is easy. Groveling for forgiveness is not. And this ruthless billionaire is about to learn that the woman he tried to own…Was the only one who ever truly owned him.

They agreed their night together was a mistake. A glorious, unforgettable, one-time mistake. The blueprint for their lives was already drawn, and it didn’t include each other. Evelyn Reed is a fortress of order. As a rising star at a cutthroat San Francisco architecture firm, her life is a masterpiece of precise planning: her career trajectory, her elegant apartment, even her suitable fiancé. Every detail is perfect, until a spontaneous conference trip to Barcelona shatters her blueprints with one incendiary night with a rival. Liam Thorne is a visionary haunted by his past. He builds breathtaking structures but lives in emotional ruins, believing he destroys what he touches. His one rule: no attachments. The magnetic, controlled Evelyn is a distraction he can’t afford, but also can’t forget. Their solution? A clean break. Until Monday morning, when Evelyn walks into the biggest presentation of her career and finds Liam, not as a memory, but as the brilliant, disruptive new consultant her firm just hired. Forced to collaborate on a career-defining project, their professional rivalry is as volatile as their unfinished passion. As they battle over design philosophies and stolen glances, a life-altering consequence of their Barcelona mistake emerges, binding them together in a way neither anticipated. Now, they must choose: cling to the safe, lonely paths they’ve meticulously built, or risk everything—their careers, their plans, their guarded hearts—on the terrifying, beautiful foundation of the best mistake they ever made.