"You're the Luna of your life, and one day, if you’ll have me, you will be my Luna and the Luna of this pack. You are everything to me, and I f*****g love everything about you." 🔥 A rogue she-wolf. A possessive Alpha. A fated bond neither of them asked for. Rogues don't belong anywhere. They say we are wild. Dangerous. Unworthy of a place in any pack. So why the hell am I in the Bloodhounds Pack?! And Alpha Raelin Michaelson, the Midnight Alpha. He says he is my mate. He says Selene gave me to him. But what if this is all a mistake? What if the fire burning between us isn't salvation but damnation?