The Moon Never Chose Him

Ren Hale's wolf caught someone else's scent on his nineteenth birthday, in front of the whole pack, and I stopped existing to two hundred people in the space of one heartbeat. So I ran. For a year I hid at my grandmother's cottage at the edge of the territory and learned to fight like I actually meant it. Then my mother died in a war Ren started and abandoned, and running stopped being something I could afford. Home isn't home anymore. My pack surrendered rather than be wiped out, and a stranger named Alpha Kade Ashwood now sits where Ren's father used to sit. Ash is cold, exact, and impossible to read, and for reasons I can't explain, he already seems to know things about my mother that my own family never told me. I came back to bury her and put what's left of us together. I did not come back to feel anything for the Alpha who now rules the ground I grew up on. But someone has been watching me since the night Ren humiliated me, someone who is sending me messages my family won't explain and following a trail that leads straight back to the lie that started the war. The insult that broke two packs apart wasn't real. Someone forged it. And the deeper I dig, the more it looks like the person who knows the most about that lie is the last man I ever expected to trust.