For seven years, Isla Morven loved a man made from ice. She married Alpha Dante Blackthorn thinking her devotion could thaw his frozen heart. She gave him everything—her youth, her loyalty, her body broken twice in childbirth. She even threw herself between him and an assassin's silver blade, nearly dying to save the man who couldn't meet her eyes at their own mating ceremony.
But the ice never melted. Not when she bore their daughter. Not when she almost bled out having their son. Not even in the dark when he took her body with clinical precision, as if fulfilling a duty.
Isla told herself it was enough. That being Luna of the Blackthorn Pack, raising their cubs, standing beside him—that was love. Until the night she followed her husband's smell to the forest edge and found him rutting against another woman, his mistress's heat pheromones thick in the air, his face alive with passion he'd never shown his wife.
Her world shattered totally when her five-year-old son—the boy she'd carried through a nightmare pregnancy, the child she'd sung to sleep every night—ran past her to that woman and cried, "Mommy! Daddy said you'd come back!"
Seven years of commitment. Two children. One near-death sacrifice. And Isla was nothing but a free babysitter they'd suffer until the real family could be together.
The Moon Goddess had a cruel sense of humor, but Isla Morven was done being the joke. She refused the bond, walked away from the pack that never wanted her, and disappeared into the night with only her daughter's hand in hers.
Three years later, Isla has become someone unknown. CEO of her own company, secret heir to the ancient Morven bloodline, surrounded by power and people who truly value her. She's growing. She's happy. She's found a man who looks at her like she hung the moon—Caden Rivers, the rival Alpha who's spent three years showing she deserves to be worshipped.
But Dante Blackthorn has finally woken up. His perfect lady showed her true colors. His son cries for the mother who left. His pack is breaking without the Luna who held it together. And the mate bond he ignored for seven years is now an open wound he can't live.
He wants her back. He needs her back. He'll kill anyone who stands in his way—including the man who's giving Isla everything Dante was too blind to offer.
Too bad for him. Isla Morven isn't the naive girl who married him anymore. She's the wolf who learned to bite back.

I say it before Dante can finish explaining. Before Isla can fall apart. Someone needs to keep their head, and it sure isn't going to be the Alpha who destroyed her.


Dante's face twists with rage. "Why would I lie about my daughter being kidnapped?"


"To stop the bond restoration. To buy time. To manipulate Isla again." I stand, putting myself between him and her hospital bed. "You've done it before."


"He shows up with some convenient story right before you're about to save Kieran?" I don't take my eyes off Dante. "Right when you've finally got him backed into a corner? This is manipulation. Classic narcissist behavior."


Dante pulls out his phone. Shoves it in my face.


Lyra. Tied to a chair. Tears on her face. Behind her, I can see Marcus—Dante's supposedly loyal Beta—holding a silver knife.


"Still think I'm lying?" Dante's voice breaks.


Chapter 21 - The Rival's Offer