Vesper Arden died behind a locked door while her husband watched the house burn. Then she woke up three years earlier—on the morning she was supposed to become his fiancée. This time, Vesper knows what Dacre Hollis wants from her: her land, her pack’s trust, and a signature that will give him both. She knows her closest friend helped him take everything. And she knows the dangerous Alpha she was told had rejected her was the one who came through the fire to save her. Stellan Rook has spent years believing Vesper chose another man. Now she’s at his door, refusing an engagement and describing a room he’s seen only in his dreams. The pull between their wolves is impossible to deny, but Vesper has learned what it costs to place her future in someone else’s hands. She has one chance to expose the people who destroyed her first life. Dacre still has a pack behind him, Sabine knows how to make a lie sound like love, and neither intends to let Vesper walk away. This time, she knows their secrets. They have no idea she remembers dying.

I Died for an Alpha, Then Claimed His Crown I died loving a man who never loved me. For four years, I stood beside Torren Vael, sacrificing everything to help him become Alpha King. I believed our marriage was built on love. I was wrong. My bloodline was the key to his throne, and once he had his crown, I was no longer useful. His rejected fated mate, Maelis Varr, made sure I never lived to discover anything more. But death wasn't the end. I woke up seven years earlier, seventeen again, with every painful memory of my betrayal. This time, I wouldn't marry Torren. I wouldn't sacrifice my family. And I certainly wouldn't let another Alpha decide my worth. My plan was simple: survive Ravenmere Academy, uncover my family's secrets, and change my fate. Then my supposedly weak wolf revealed a power that should have disappeared centuries ago. Suddenly, three dangerous Alpha heirs wanted my attention. Brennic Thorne suspects I'm hiding something deadly. Kellan Veyr's wolf recognizes mine, though neither of us understands why. And Rhydan Morcant looks at me as if he's already watched me die. Then there's Torren. The husband who betrayed me in another lifetime now seems determined to make me his. Four Alphas. One stolen throne. And a bloodline powerful enough to bring an entire kingdom to its knees. But someone else remembers the future. And the deeper I dig into my first death, the more I realize my murder was only one piece of a much larger conspiracy. They think I'm fighting for another chance at love. They're wrong. I died as an Alpha King's unwanted wife. This time, I'm taking his crown.