I watched my husband f*ck his secretary to our wedding song while our sick son knocked on the door. Shane didn’t stop. He finished inside her, dropped the used condom at my feet, and told me the next time I tried to leave, he’d make Jorian watch. Tomorrow, he's marking me in front of the entire pack. Once his bite is in my skin, there'll be no escape for me or my son. So I took the only option left. I crashed into Devil's Reign with a sick son, a wedding ring I hated and one impossible request for the man I loved seven years ago. Claim me. Pretend I’m yours. Just until my husband stops being a threat. Kyrian Night didn't ask twice. He marked me in front of his entire club and declared me his mate. Then, in private, he reminded me that none of it was real. It should have been easy. Keep the act clean. Give the Council nothing to question. Survive ninety days. Nobody warned me how hard it is to fake something that used to be the realest thing I ever had. Especially when Kyrian’s wolf starts reacting to my son… and the mark on my neck refuses to stay quiet. I asked for protection. What I got was a second chance that might cost us everything.