Nyxara Rising
They had unleashed her.
Nyxara Vale was not just a girl betrayed by those she trusted. She was the storm they could no longer outrun—the howl in the darkness, the bite of winter on the wind, the promise of retribution that would not be denied. She was coming for what she was owed, for what had been stolen, and for everything her enemies had ever feared.
And when she rose, nothing could stand in her way—not Cassian, not Brielle, not any who dared oppose the wolf whose rage and hunger had finally been unchained.