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Normal is overrated; that’s what my mom always said. My mom didn’t know the half of it. For 23 years, I thought my biggest problem was being an adopted child of a single mom in a tiny house, then I burst into flames. My first thought was mental breakdown, but that didn’t explain the fact that real flames were put out by real firefighters, so I fled to the city. The plan had been to check myself into a mental hospital, but I’d been too afraid, so I looked for a temporary job while I worked up the courage. My first interview is where things really went off the deep end. I found myself submerged in a world of monsters, and I was one of them. By my 24th birthday, I would supposedly be set into my immortality, with supernatural powers and all. With not one, but two handsome immortals watching out for me, hatred and hostility still lurked around every corner.

Slave to her pack, Delilah Hunt has suffered the worst betrayal from those she considered family. Turning from a Sentinel to a wolfless member of the pack, she has lost all hope. Not until she met General Kane, the executioner. Kane lost all empathy and developed a stony heart years ago when his birth mother was banished by his father. He never bothered to search for his mate, refusing to love or be loved by anyone. He lived closed off from the rest of the world except a few of his pack members. But an encounter with Delilah Hunt, one of his many prisoners, sets off something in him. For how long would he be able to resist their bond?

I died watching my husband hand our survival to another bitch like I was nothing. Woke up three days before hell started again, signed the divorce papers with a smirk, and walked out with rage and a universe that owed me. This time? I'm not dying for anyone. Now I've got money, a secret estate, and this dark hunger inside me that makes powerful men lose their damn minds. My ex is crawling back. A soldier watches me like I'm his next addiction. A genius wants to take me apart with his hands. They're all obsessed now that I'm untouchable. But I didn't come back to be fucked over—I came back to fuck shit up. Seventy-two hours until the world ends. I'm not looking for a prince—I'm looking for someone nasty enough to stand in the fire with me. This phoenix isn't rising for redemption. She's rising for revenge. And when I rise? I'm taking every goddamn thing I deserve.