She’s different from the other wolves. And she’s cursed to be mine… The moment I lay eyes on her, I want to kill her. I told her my darkest secrets. How my pack is cursed. How, if I don’t kill the enemy alpha soon, our pack will remain forever trapped as wolves, unable to shift into our human forms. But now is not the time for regret. Phedra, the enemy pack’s little pariah, has tricked me into revealing my secrets, and she must pay. My fangs flash in the moonlight as they sink into her sweet flesh, knowing this is what she deserves. The beautiful traitor. Only Phaedra doesn’t die. She shifts into the most breathtaking wolf I’ve ever seen, looking as startled as I am. It's almost like she’s never shifted before. Then we see them. The fated mate marks. And suddenly I understand that I’m more cursed than I realized…