"I, Alpha Kael of the Bloodclaw Pack, formally reject you, Elara, as my mate." I was the invisible Omega who kept his hearth warm and tended his wounds for six years. I was the shadow behind his throne, content to be nothing as long as I was his. But when a stronger Luna arrived—one with armies and wealth—Kael discarded me like a piece of broken glass. "Don't make this difficult, Elara," he sneered. "I’ll let you stay in the servant’s quarters if you behave." He thought I had nowhere to go. He thought I would crawl back within three days, begging for his mercy. He was wrong. I walked into the deadly Borderlands with nothing but my pride and a blackened silver ring—the only legacy of the Silvermoon Pack he thought he’d destroyed. Three years later, Kael’s pack is crumbling. His wolf is dying from the broken bond, and his borders are failing. He’s desperate to find the "useless" Omega he threw away. But when he finally tracks me down, he doesn't find a beggar. He finds a Queen sitting on a throne of Moonstones, commanding an army of Rogues that makes his warriors tremble. And standing beside me is Raizel Thorn—the ruthless Rogue King who didn't just claim the mate Kael rejected... he worships her. The Alpha wants his mate back. But the Queen is ready for war.