I had three months to mate an Alpha or lose my pack. Then the Moon played its cruelest joke.
One touch at the Council Summit.
That’s all it took for the fated bond to ignite between me and Zaden Nightsteel.
The Alpha of Nightsteel.
The pack mine has bled against for sixty years.
The man my father taught me to hate.
The wolf whose name I learned beside the word enemy.
He rejected me on the spot. In front of every Alpha in the region.
Overnight, I became the cursed Luna no shifter would touch.
My suitors vanished, the Council’s deadline kept ticking, and my wolves were headed for the auction block.
So I crossed the border alone and made my enemy an offer he couldn’t refuse.
A mating contract.
All politics, no feelings.
He gets the land his pack covets.
I get the Alpha mine needs to survive.
We lie to the Council, live separate lives, and never speak of the bond humming between us like a struck bell.
Easy.
Until I followed him into the dark one night and uncovered the secret he’s been guarding with his life.
The real reason behind the feud, the rejection, the walls he builds around his heart.
Now the grump who threw me away is looking at me like I’m his second chance, and I’m forgetting which parts of our love story are fake.
But the law has teeth.
A pretend bond is fraud that will dissolve my pack.
A real one is forbidden and will cost us his.
And the smiling enemy sleeping in my guest rooms is hunting for proof of either.
He rejected me once and the world forgave him.
Let’s see if it survives what he does for me next.
