Being humiliated at my own wedding wasn’t exactly on my wish list. Neither was being forced onto a deadly mission with the jerk who did it. I’m the Pack’s disgrace, the wolf no one wants around—but somehow, I’ve also become their last hope. The prophecy claims I’m the key to saving the wolves, but Garain—the annoyingly handsome alpha who rejected me—clearly doesn’t think so. He calls me a trouble, yet he’s always the first to throw himself in harm’s way when danger strikes. His touch? It’s supposed to protect, but let’s be honest—it makes us burn. And that kiss? He insisted it was just to calm me down, but trust me, it was anything but calming. Now, wolves are dropping dead from a mysterious poison, and all eyes are on me as the perfect scapegoat. From savior to suspect number one. Classic. I have to decide: save the wolves who betrayed me, or myself. And Garain? The man who crushed me, yet keeps risking everything for me...what will he choose?