
πππππππ ππ πππ πππππππππ π"He said I crossed into his land.But I think I walked straight into his trap."When nineteen-year-old Bethlehem Watson signs up for her collegeβs historical tour, all she craves is quiet,a chance to disappear into the background, away from the chaos of family expectations and the ache of not belonging. The destination seems harmless: Halestone, an ancient, forgotten town tucked deep in the mountains.But Halestone is not harmless.Itβs not even free.The moment she steps off the bus, Bethlehem realizes the town is alive with rules whispered through the trees, secrets carved into its silence, and eyes that never stop watching. Halestone isnβt a sanctuary,itβs a cage disguised as history. And every cage has a master.Ares Valen.The man who rules the town.The reclusive billionaire in a tailored suit.The predator no one dares to cross.The Alpha King.He sees her once, and thatβs enough.To Ares, she isnβt a tourist, a guest, or a passerby,sheβs his. In Halestone, territory means ownership, and Bethlehem just stumbled across the line she can never step back over.Heβs colder than the mountain winds, darker than the forest that surrounds the town, and infinitely more dangerous than the shadows that follow her. Yet beneath his cruelty lies a hunger that feels almostβ¦ intoxicating. And against her will, Lia feels the pull. The fear that tastes like fire. The obsession that feels like fate.What was supposed to be a short school trip twists into a nightmare she canβt wake from. A deadly romance. A prison of desire. An Alphaβs vow that she will never leave his territory alive,unless itβs as his queen.And in Halestone, queens are crowned in ashes.

