I felt the bond snap before I even saw him turn away. One moment, I was standing beneath the blood moon, my heart racing as I waited for Killian Duskbane, my fated mate, my king, to claim me. Next, I was drowning in the unbearable, soul-tearing pain of rejection. “I, Killian, reject you, Selene Nightbourne, as my mate.” Nine words. That’s all it took to shatter my world. But the moon was watching. And she does not take kindly to broken hearts. As my soul fractured, something darker took root in its place. My skin grew cold, my pulse slowed, and when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer just a werewolf. The blood moon had cursed me—or perhaps, it had gifted me. Now, each heartbreak makes me stronger, turning me into something ancient, something feared. And when fate brings me back to Killian, he is the one begging—for my help, for my mercy, for a second chance. But I am no longer the girl who once loved him. Now, I am the queen of the creatures his kind have hunted for centuries. And the only thing more powerful than my hate… is the love I swore I would never feel again.