Tamsin Ashgrove has spent twenty-one years scrubbing floors in a pack that calls her wolfless, worthless, and nothing at all.
Then the Blood Moon rises, and Alpha Evander Kross catches her scent.
For one breath, the bond between them burns brighter than anything she has ever known. For the next, he rejects her before five hundred wolves and turns his back as she collapses in the mud.
Banished, bleeding, and half frozen, Tamsin stumbles into the hut of a fen seer who knows exactly who she is. The daughter of the last Silverfen True Luna. A girl whose wolf was sealed at birth to hide her from the hunters who killed her mother. And the seal just broke.
Now a white wolf with silver eyes is waking inside her, and every hunter in the mountains has felt it. Malachai Rooke, the charming Alpha of Blackthorn, wants her blood and the power it carries. The pack that cast her out is hiding the truth about her mother's death. And Evander, the mate who broke her heart, is begging for a forgiveness she may never give.
Tamsin has nine days until the next Blood Moon, one stolen letter, and a choice to make. She can run, or she can rise.
Because she was never nothing.
She was always the True Luna.