I died on the Moon Temple floor while my mate watched and the woman who framed me smiled.
Briar Winterbourne was Luna of Ravenscroft Pack for three years. She was loyal and faithful, and she loved the Alpha who vowed to protect her. Then forged letters, a poisoned lie and Gideon's cold rejection sent her to the executioner's blade. Her last breath ended with a whisper: "Would you like to try again?"
Briar wakes three years earlier, on the eve of her Luna ceremony, with every memory intact and the mate bond still burning in her chest.
This time, she knows exactly who will betray her. Knox Greywolf is already buying rogues. Selene Fenrir is already on her way. And a priestess warns that fate does not like to be shifted, and that every change will be paid for by someone she loves.
Then there is Silas Hale, the rival Alpha who howled for her death in a life he can't remember. His wolf has recognized her from the first moment. A matching mark glows on his wrist, and an ancient bloodline Briar never knew she carried is waking.
Gideon remembers too. He begs for forgiveness, but Briar has no intention of handing it over cheaply. Dark forces are closing in on both their packs, and the price of rewriting the past is climbing with every victory.
She came back to survive. She stayed to take her crown.
For fans of rebirth romance, rejected-Luna revenge, regretful Alphas, and slow-burn second chances with the stakes turned all the way up.