SAPHIRA I was born into this world and raised for one purpose. To become the mate of the alpha of the Hunt wolves to keep the peace between our packs. Fate made me for him, but he has other plans. Ones involving a black-market auction and selling me to the highest bidder. I shouldn't find the cold, brutal unseelie fae king who buys me attractive. I shouldn't crave his touch. His wicked smiles. His smouldering looks. But I have never craved anything as fiercely as I crave him. Except the one thing he won't give me. My freedom. KING KAELERON THE WRATHFUL She is everything I should not want… but she is everything I need. My seer told me the little wolf shifter would bring me the vengeance I have been chasing for centuries, but the female is more intriguing and exquisite than I want to admit. She is sin hiding behind a mask of innocence. Fire concealed under a layer of ice. She is dangerous. And I want to burn her resolve to ashes, the way she torches my self-control. The longer I spend with her, the stronger this obsession becomes. She thinks I am a monster, but she is the one who awakened this ravenous, possessive beast inside me. I want to peel away that pretty mask and shatter it. I want to set her free.

My fated mate will die by my fangs. I went back for my pack—for vengeance against the mate who rejected me, and for the family I may have already lost. But some bonds refuse to be broken. The unseelie king I left behind still haunts my blood and my thoughts, and when we’re pulled back together, he makes one thing devastatingly clear: I am not facing the coming storm alone. Kaeleron is shadow and steel, ruling his court with ruthless grace—yet with me, he is something else entirely: fiercely protective, dangerously tender, and willing to burn worlds to keep me safe. But as tensions rise and I’m drawn deeper into his world, I’m forced to confront what power truly costs—and how easily love becomes a weapon. Loving Kaeleron means standing at the edge of a blade forged long before either of us had a choice. Because the fae do nothing without blood, bargains, or betrayal. And the closer I come to claiming it, the clearer it becomes that vengeance will demand more than I’m prepared to give. This time, it isn’t just my freedom at stake. It’s my heart. His crown. And a truth that could tear the realms apart.