
Aria Sinclair was born to lead. Daughter of the Silverwood Alpha, trained to fight since she could walk, she's spent eighteen years proving she doesn't need a wolf to be the deadliest warrior in her pack. What she's never proven is that she has one at all.
Damian Blackthorn doesn't lose control. Not to his enemies, not to his court, and never, never to his wolf. As alpha of the North's most feared pack, his grip on himself is the only thing that's kept his people alive since he took the title too young and too alone.
Neither of them saw the mate bond coming.
One scent of her blood on a battlefield that should have ended in her death instead ends in a mark neither of them chose, binding Aria to the one wolf her pack has hunted for generations, and Damian to the daughter of the enemy that destroyed his family's name a hundred years ago.
Now she's a prisoner in a pack house that wants her dead, he's engaged to a woman his pack expects him to marry, and somewhere behind them both, an old lie is waiting to come apart. One that could either burn both packs to the ground, or finally set them free.
Fate doesn't ask permission. It just marks you and waits.

