"He wants control. I’ve only ever known how to fight."

Betrayal doesn’t always come with claws.

Sometimes, it comes wrapped in the scent of your own pack.

Mine offered me up as a sacrifice to him. The Rogue King.

He is everything nightmares are made up of—ruthless, merciless, a man who wears blood and darkness like they were made for him. A king who commands rogues like loyal dogs.

Now, I’m in his camp.

He doesn’t want my loyalty.

Doesn’t even want my life.

He wants to tear the fight from my bones and feed it to his rogues.

But I’ve lived in pain. I’ve bled in silence. I’ve been hunted before. And I never learned how to break.

However, the longer I resist, the closer he circles—watching and waiting for the moment I snap.

His darkness whispers to mine, and something buried inside me—something wild, something fierce, something familiar—answers.

He was betrayed by his own.

Just like me.

I shouldn’t want him.

But I do.

When he comes too close, it feels like fate laughing in my face.

Like temptation wrapped in danger.

He’s the monster I should run from.

But I’m done running.

Done being quiet.

Done being the girl left behind.

And in his darkness... I see my own reflection.

When the past comes hunting to finish what it started, we are faced with a choice: destroy each other... or burn this world down together.

Because we didn’t just cross the line between love and war, we set it on fire.

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A standalone werewolf romance with a fierce heroine, brooding alpha, fated mates tension, and a guaranteed happily ever after (HEA).