"How do you plead to the death of your mate, Caleb?" The Judge’s voice broke the silence I had struggled so much to keep. Still hurting from Caleb's death, they dragged me through it again - blaming me for murder when all I ever wanted was love. What if I wasn’t cursed? What if my mates hadn’t died one after another in this cruel game of fate? Maybe then I could have found the peace I needed. "Not guilty!" But four deaths in two years changed everything. Now my Pack only sees one thing when they look at me. Death. And no one escapes death.