The first time Amber sees Kaelen, he’s drenched in moonlight and blood, his wolf’s eyes burning gold as he executes a traitor before the High Council. She watches from the shadows, her pulse steady, her magic coiled tight—until their gazes meet. A jolt tears through her, electric and undeniable, as an invisible chain snaps taut between them. The curse recognizes him. And worse—he feels it too.