One week of freedom. One shot of whiskey. And one contract that will put Lina Silvermoon right back in the jaws of the Blackthorn Pack—starting at a dive in downtown New York where no “respectable” shifter would ever look for her. Howl at the Moon was supposed to be her hiding place. Instead, it’s the first step back into hell.
Because the Silvermoons are drowning, and the only way to save what’s left is a mating contract—a ruthless business alliance meant to stitch packs together and stop the bleeding.
The problem? The contract binds her to Stephen Blackthorn—billionaire Alpha CEO, heir to power, and the male whose bond once burned through her like a brand.
Stephen is back in Blackthorn Villa in the Hamptons, where every corridor reeks of old money, old blood… and the name Magnus Blackthorn, the monster who murdered Charlotte and stole the alpha seat.
Magnus is still hunting—sending men to scour Silvermoon territory for a chromium lockbox that could destroy him.
Lina returns with steel in her spine, Emily and Matthew at her back… and a secret tucked so deep in her ribs it aches to breathe: Betty—her “Swanling,” the child Stephen doesn’t know exists.
But wolves don’t forget.
And when Stephen catches her scent again, his wolf doesn’t want a contract.
It wants a claim.
And outside the estate walls, rogues are moving—packs are mobilizing—Lycans are recruiting—and everyone knows what happens when alphas lose control.