The first time Rosalind sees Kaelen Duskbane, he’s tearing out a man’s throat with his teeth—calm, precise, beautiful in his brutality. She watches from the shadows of the Midnight Spire, her pulse hammering not with fear, but with recognition. This is the wolf who executed her uncle for treason. This is the Alpha who enforces the Council’s lies. This is the man whose bloodline holds the key to her vengeance.