She wakes in a realm that never sees full daylight—branded with power that doesn’t belong to her, and claimed by four Alphas who swear she already ended the world once.
Kaelith remembers nothing. Not the crown-shaped scar burning over her heart. Not the ancient bond magic humming in her blood. Not the way the Duskbound Realm shudders when she breathes, as if it’s been waiting for her return.
Stone is gravity and control. Frost is prophecy wrapped in ice. Fire is fury and heat that makes her pulse stutter. And Shadow… Shadow is the quiet truth that knows her name in the dark.
They want her to choose. The realm demands she doesn’t.
Because the Omega Crown was never a symbol of rule—it was a seal. And someone has shattered it to tear open the veil between realms, letting the Riftborn slip through in fragments… for now. To stop the collapse, Kaelith must recover the lost pages of her own past, rebuild the bond that once held everything in balance, and decide what she’s willing to become when the Crown calls her back.
A forgotten queen. A living weapon. A woman caught between hunger and duty—wanted by four Alphas, hunted by something older than the dark, and running out of time before dusk breaks for good.