LOGINElara Voss died knowing who had destroyed her. She had given everything to Lucien Mercer—the man she loved enough to abandon her ambitions, ignore her father’s warnings, and place her inheritance within his reach. By the time Elara discovered that Lucien and her stepsister, Selene, had betrayed her and helped ruin the Voss family empire, it was too late. Then an accident took her life. But death gives Elara another chance. She awakens years earlier on the morning of her wedding to Lucien, carrying every memory of her first life. This time, she refuses to marry him. Instead, she turns to Caelan Rhys Mercer, Lucien’s feared older half-brother and the ruthless heir fighting for control of the Mercer dynasty. Caelan needs a wife. Elara needs protection, influence, and access to the family that destroyed hers. They agree to a one-year contract marriage with strict rules and no love. Elara plans to save her father, rebuild the Voss empire, expose Selene, and make Lucien watch her reclaim everything he stole. But the future begins changing. Lucien becomes obsessed with winning her back. Selene attacks sooner than expected. Someone inside the Mercer family wants Elara dead. And Caelan keeps protecting her before danger strikes. As Elara investigates the conspiracy behind her first death, one question becomes impossible to ignore: If she is the only one who returned to the past, how does Caelan know what happens next? Their marriage began as revenge. Now love may become the most dangerous secret of all.
View MoreThe final core waited inside the foundation’s secured laboratory.Tavia placed it inside an insulated destruction chamber while we watched through the remote connection.Nine minutes remained.“If you preserve it,” she said, “the return window closes tonight, but the patterns remain available for future study.”“Which means someone could rebuild the process,” I replied.“Yes.”“If we destroy it?”“Your stored patterns disappear permanently.”Caelan looked at me.“What do you want?”The old version of him might have answered first.The old version of me might have searched my future memories for the safest choice.Neither of us did.I thought about my first death.The fear inside the car.The clinic.The bridge.The cold understanding that I had trusted the wrong people.Then I thought about waking again.I saved Gideon.Left Lucien.Married Caelan.Fought Selene.Followed Crowne through lies that stretched across more lives than I could remember.A second chance gave me this life.But
The wedding hall looked smaller than I remembered.A year earlier, it had held hundreds of guests waiting to see me marry Lucien.I had entered wearing a dress chosen for the life everyone expected me to accept.Then memory returned.I walked away.Outside the hall, I found Caelan.Then marry me instead.I had spoken the words as a challenge, an escape, and the first move in a war.Tonight, there was no war.“Why are there two chairs?” I asked.“For us.”“No officiant?”“We are already married.”“No guests?”“They will come later if you want them.”“No cameras?”“Absolutely not.”Caelan pulled out one chair.I sat.He took the other.For several seconds, neither of us spoke.“What happens at midnight?” I asked.“The financial limits from the contract expire. Legally, our assets become part of ordinary marital law unless we create a new agreement.”“Did Helena prepare one?”“Yes.”I raised an eyebrow.“She prepared it at my request.”“You said no paperwork.”“That was one year ago.”“W
One year after our wedding, I woke before Caelan.No death.No blood.No bridal room filled with memories of betrayal.Morning light entered our bedroom through plain curtains in a house neither Mercer nor Voss had inherited.We purchased it together after Evander’s trial.It was smaller than Mercer House and quieter than the Voss penthouse. Caelan complained about the kitchen until he learned how often I burned breakfast.Now he did most of the cooking.I watched him sleep.In the first life I remembered, I woke beside Lucien and believed marriage meant trusting whatever story my husband gave me.In this life, I had learned that love needed questions.It needed answers.It needed room for two people to choose again after mistakes.Caelan opened one eye.“You’re staring.”“I’m checking whether you still look ruthless while sleeping.”“And?”“Less successful than usual.”He reached for me.I moved into his arms.“What time is it?” he asked.“Seven.”“We have another hour.”“The foundat
Crowne’s fall did not make everyone innocent.That mattered.Lucien gave prosecutors the hidden accounts, confessed to fraud, forgery, conspiracy, and helping arrange my interception on the night of the crash.His cooperation reduced the charges.It did not erase them.Before sentencing, he asked to speak with me.We met through reinforced glass inside the detention center.He looked different without expensive clothing and controlled surroundings.Smaller.Perhaps simply real.“I used to think you would eventually understand why I did it,” he said.“I understand.”His eyes lifted.“That doesn’t mean forgiveness.”“No.”“Ambition made you feel safe. Controlling me made you feel important. Crowne encouraged both.”“Yes.”“But you chose every signature.”“Yes.”He did not ask me to reduce the sentence.That was the first conversation we had ever shared in which he expected nothing from me.“I’m sorry,” he said.“I believe you.”Hope entered his face.“I still don’t forgive you.”The hop






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