When the moon turned red, Alpha Ronan Vale buried his father and inherited a curse. The wards protecting Eclipse Hollow Pack are burning hot, magic twisting in the stone of the Vale Keep like a live wire, and at the edge of the territory, his patrol drags in a witch. She's young, defiant, her fire strong enough to sear through steel. Elara Wynn shouldn't exist. She's the last descendant of Selara's bloodline, a healer born of the goddess's forbidden magic. Her touch can mend what's broken... or unravel the world. Ronan should kill her. Every law, every fear, every ghost in his blood says she's the reason the wards are failing. But when her magic flares against his, the bond that ignites between them is older than prophecy: fated, sacred, and utterly wrong. Elara and Ronan must choose to bind their power and risk damnation, or tear each other apart before the next eclipse rises.

She came to map the land. The land already knew her name. Mara’s job was simple, survey the territory and leave. But the moment she steps onto the red clay, something shifts. The ground hums beneath her feet. The air watches. And the land itself begins to push back. Then there’s Caleb. Alpha. Controlled. Dangerous. And the second he sees her, the bond snaps into place. His wolf wants her. The land rejects her. Caught between desire and something ancient, Mara is pulled into a world of power, possession, and secrets buried deep in the soil. Every touch ignites. Every step forward makes it worse. Because something is waking beneath the red clay... and Mara might be the reason why. If Caleb claims her, he risks everything. If he doesn’t… he may lose her anyway.