They killed her for being weak. Now she'll return from hell to make them pay. Daisy died twice in one night—first when she caught her husband with her twin sister, then when they murdered her for being the wolfless, curvy wife he was ashamed to claim. But death had other plans. She wakes in Kariiti, a deadly underworld where the Demon King's twisted survival game offers one prize she can't refuse: revenge. Win, and she returns to life one week before her death with ten million dollars and a second chance to destroy everyone who betrayed her. Her mysterious teammate? Rhyder—a dangerously seductive stranger who saved her life, stole a kiss, and refuses to let her push him away. He claims he wants to help her win, but his heated looks and relentless pursuit suggest he's playing a different game entirely. What Daisy doesn't know: Rhyder is Alpha Reis, the most powerful alpha on the continent and the man her husband desperately sought to impress. He's hiding his identity, harboring his own vendetta, and utterly obsessed with claiming her as his fated mate. As they return to Earth to execute their revenge, the line between allies and lovers blurs. But when deadly challenges force them closer and buried secrets surface, Daisy must decide: can she trust the man who makes her burn, or will falling for him be her final mistake? In hell, she learned to fight. In his arms, she'll learn to conquer. "You have no idea how badly I want you," he rasped against her lips. "How hard it's been watching you, wanting to touch you like this and not being able to.” "Then touch me." His hand moved higher, fingers teasing the edge of her panties, and she gasped, hips rolling against him shamelessly. "These need to come off," he murmured, his other hand working at her buttons. "Everything needs to come off." She fumbled with his belt, desperate now, past the point of pretending she didn't want this—want him. His mouth found her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, and she whimpered. "You're mine," he growled against her skin, walking her backward toward the bed. "Say it." She should refuse. Should remind him she belonged to no one. But when his fingers finally slipped beneath the lace, stroking exactly where she needed him, rational thought abandoned her. "Prove it," she challenged instead, pulling him down wher. His eyes went dark with hunger. "Oh, I intend to. All. Night. Long."