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The Wolf's Revenge
READING AGE 16+
Great
Paranormal
ABSTRACT
Seraphina Blackwood died with poison in her veins and betrayal in her heart.The daughter of Shadow Creek's ruling family, she had given everything to the man she loved. Kaelen Draven was handsome, charming, and fiercely ambitious—qualities she had once admired. He swept her off her feet when she was just eighteen, fresh from her first great hunt, her heart open and trusting. She had seen the admiration in his golden eyes and believed it was love. She had felt the pull of what she thought was a mate bond and surrendered to it completely.Ten years of marriage followed. Ten years of slowly giving pieces of herself away. Her birthright as heir to Shadow Creek—she gave it up to stand beside him as his alpha pair, believing their love was more important than power. Her relationship with her family—she let it wither as Kaelen convinced her they were jealous of her happiness. Her own wolf's instincts—she suppressed them, silencing the warnings that whispered in the back of her mind.And then, finally, she gave him a child.The pregnancy had been difficult. Her wolf had been restless, anxious, as if sensing something was wrong. But Seraphina had dismissed it as nerves, as the natural fear of a first-time mother. She had held her son in her arms and felt her heart c***k open with a love so fierce it terrified her. His tiny face, his perfect fingers, the tuft of black hair that matched his father's. He was beautiful. He was everything.Three days later, he was dead.The healer said it was a stillbirth. A tragedy, but not uncommon. Seraphina had held her lifeless son and sobbed until she had no tears left, and Kaelen had held her through all of it. He had whispered promises of a future, of trying again, of building a family together. He had been the perfect, grieving father.Now she knew the truth. Her son had been murdered. Poisoned in his mother's womb because his father couldn't bear the shame of his own sterility.The night she died, Kaelen brought her tea. She remembered the warmth of the cup in her hands, the concern in his voice, the soft kiss he pressed to her forehead. She remembered the bitterness beneath the sweetness, the strange aftertaste that had made her pause. And she remembered drinking it anyway, because she trusted him. Because she loved him.The poison hit her like a wave of fire. Silver-laced nightshade—a slow, agonizing death designed to paralyze her body while leaving her mind intact. She had lain on the cold stone floor of her chambers, unable to move, unable to speak, watching as the man she loved revealed his true face.Her son had been a bastard, he told her. A product of her infidelity with Dane, her brother's best friend. Never mind that Dane had been nothing but a kind friend who had comforted her in her grief. Never mind that there had never been anything between them except friendship. Kaelen had convinced himself of her betrayal because the alternative was admitting the truth: that he was barren, that he could never give her children, and that he had let her believe otherwise for a decade.He had killed their son to save his pride. And now he was killing her to steal her power.Seraphina's bloodline was ancient, stretching back to the first wolves who walked the earth. She carried the power of the Alpha Prime within her—a power that Kaelen craved. He had married her for it, waited ten years for it, and now he was taking it by force. As she lay dying, she felt his teeth sink into her throat, felt her lifeblood pour into him, felt the strength of her wolf flowing into her murderer.But the Moon Goddess saw everything.Just as the darkness was about to claim her, a silver light pierced the void. The Goddess offered her a choice: die with the knowledge of her betrayal, or return to the beginning. Return to the day after the great hunt, when she was just eighteen and Kaelen Draven was just a handsome stranger who had admired her skill.Seraphina chose to return.She woke in the forest, gasping for breath, her body young again but her soul scarred with the memory of death. The day after the hunt. The day she had first fallen in love. The day everything had begun to go wrong.Now she has to make a choice. She can run from Kaelen, try to escape his orbit entirely. But the Moon Goddess has shown her the silver thread of destiny, the one that connects her to a mysterious white wolf who holds the key to her survival. She has to go to him, has to learn the truth about her past and her future, has to find the strength to fight back against the monster who destroyed her.But first, she has to convince her family to believe her. Her mother, who will be Kaelen's first victim. Her brother Donovan, who will die in the first year of her marriage. Her father, whose failing health will be the opening Kaelen needs to seize power. They all see Kaelen as a good man, a suitable match, a friend to their pack.She has to show them the monster beneath.