LOGINKeira Thorne was born to lead. As the Alpha heir of the Iron Wood Pack, she spent her entire life preparing to inherit the pack, marry her fated mate, win the Luna Archery Tournament and one day rule the pack alongside him. She believed fate had already written her happy ending. Until one week before the wedding, when she discovered that the man chosen by the Moon Goddess had never loved her at all. Instead of clinging to a bond built on duty, Keira makes a choice that shocks everyone. She rejects her fated mate, gives him the woman he truly loves... and walks straight into a political marriage with the feared Lycan King of the North. The entire werewolf world believes Magnus Valeborn is a bloodthirsty monster. A king who murdered his own father. A man so terrifying that every bride sent to him dies. But behind the terrifying rumors lies a dangerous secret... and Magnus didn't come to Iron Wood searching for a wife. He came searching for the legendary White Wolf. As an ancient prophecy begins to awaken, the Luna Archery Tournament becomes more than a competition. But what the wolf he'd been seeking to heal his terminal illness was right next to him all along? Will a happy ending be eminent? When the truth, old prophecies and conspiracies finally unravel?
View MoreMAGNUS’ POVThe shaman’s words settled over the small room like a second layer of smoke from the central fire. I leaned forward on the low stool and kept my voice steady even though every muscle in my shoulders had locked tight.“What do you mean she will die no matter what?” I asked. “I came here because I refuse to let that happen. I will not allow the warning to become true. Tell me how to stop this.”The blind man rested both hands on the carved stick across his knees and tilted his head as if listening to something I could not hear. His voice stayed calm and measured when he answered.“You carry many questions, Lycan King. I hold the answers to each of them. You just have to sit properly and breathe. The truth does not arrive in a single rush.”I forced my spine against the back of the stool and waited. Torin remained silent beside me, but I felt the tension rolling off him in waves. The fire popped once and sent a thin spiral of herb-scented smoke toward the rafters. The air in
KEIRA’S POV I opened my eyes to morning light spilling across the bed and the empty space beside me. The sheets on Magnus’s side still held a faint trace of warmth, but his body was gone. I sat up slowly and called his name once. The room gave back only silence. After the long night of the dead girl, the stone, and the moment he had lain without a pulse, I had expected to find him still sleeping beside me. I swung my legs over the edge of the mattress and stood, the cool floorboards grounding me for a moment. “Magnus?” No answer came. I crossed to the bathroom and pushed the door wider. The tiles were dry, and the mirror reflected only my own face, pale from the sleepless hours behind us. I returned to the bedroom and leaned out the open window. The courtyard below held a few guards on early patrol, but none of them was him. I stepped onto the small patio that connected to the chambers and scanned the training grounds visible beyond the low wall. Empty racks and quiet sa
MAGNUS’ POV I opened my eyes to the first gray light of morning filtering through the curtains and the steady weight of Keira’s breathing against my side. I never truly slept, every time my body tried to sink under the surface the words from the vision rose again and dragged me back. Enemy. My mother had called Keira an enemy. The single word sat in the center of my skull and refused to leave. I turned it over again and again in the quiet hours yet no meaning formed that matched the woman sleeping beside me. She had run toward danger for me, she had refused to leave my side even when the cost was her own life. How that woman could be named an enemy of my bloodline was what I could not bring myself to understand. The dead girl had spoken the same warning in different words. Keira would die. The two messages braided together until the only clear thought left was that I had to protect her no matter the price. If the path required that I give her distance or even a divorce then I would
KEIRA’S POVWe stepped into the chamber as the door closed behind us with a soft click. The lamps still burned low along the walls and the sharp medicine scent lingered in the air mixed with the familiar pine that always clung to the sheets. I walked toward the bed first and sat on the edge of the mattress while the weight of Harlan’s earlier words followed me into the quiet space. The more time I spent at Magnus’s side the more of my own life drained into his. I had heard the truth before when he tried to keep distance between us but hearing it again from the doctor settled the knowledge heavier against my ribs. One part of me wanted to stand up and walk straight out of the room for the sake of whatever years I might still claim as my own. The larger part of me refused to move. “How did I fall so hard for this man that I’m ready to lay down my life for him?” I asked myself. “Somewhere in between you fell hard for him, Keira,” Daisy replied, her voice weak. This was the first time






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