Mary Gloria
To escape a lifetime of abuse, Seraphina committed the ultimate sin: she stole her dead twin sister's identity and married Tristan, the ruthless Alpha King of the Ashenmoor Pack. For months, she played the perfect, beloved Luna in his bed and at his side. But one reckless night, her scent masking potion fails hours too soon, and Tristan wakes to a stranger in his arms.
He drags the truth out of her by the throat. And on the eve of the Pack Ascendancy, in front of his entire kingdom, he makes her pay for it.
Tristan doesn't just lose a mate. He loses his mind. He brands the Mark of the Deceiver into her forehead with his bare claws, strips her wolf from her soul, and casts her out into the rogue infested borderlands to rot.
He wants her dead. He gets something far worse for himself.
Lucian, Tristan's exiled half rogue brother, finds her dying at the border and claims her as his own. He doesn't see a liar wearing his brother's mate's face. He sees the woman he's loved in secret, the one everyone was too blind to want. And this time, he's not letting her go.
With Lucian's power awakening something ancient and starving inside her, Seraphina stops surviving and starts building an empire out of the very rogues Tristan cast her among. War comes to his gates. His pack burns. And when there's nothing left standing between his kingdom and total ruin, the Alpha King has only one option left.
Crawl to the throne his own brother built.
Beg the woman he branded, broke, and threw away like garbage.
Because now she's the one wearing the crown, and she has no intention of being merciful.
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