For three hundred years, Alpha Kade Ravenmoor has ruled without a mate—and without a memory of why.
Then Zara Vey walks into his territory carrying a bloodstained letter written in a language that died with his mother, three centuries ago. She swears she's never met him.
His wolf says otherwise. The moment he catches her scent, the bond snaps into place—fully formed, already ancient.
Because Zara isn't new. She's returned.
Seven times, across seven centuries, she has been his mate. Seven times, he has fallen for her completely. And seven times, she has died before her twenty-fifth birthday—by his hand.
Now fragments of her past lives are clawing their way back: his kiss under a blood moon, his promise never to hurt her, and the silver blade he drove through her heart.
Beneath Redthorn Castle, seven portraits confirm the horror. An eighth waits, unfinished—dated three days from now, her eyes already painted open.
Someone erased his memory of every murder. Something inside him is counting down to the next one.
And this time, Zara remembers everything.