Cass Ryder

Wren Calloway has spent her whole life hiding what she is. Then a wolf with storm-gray eyes finds her in an alley, and everything she thought she knew about her own life comes apart. Alpha Ronan Blackthorn is cold, commanding, and the last person she should want. His pack had a hand in destroying hers. But the mate bond doesn't care about old blood debts. When Ronan claims her as his, it isn't love. It's leverage against the enemy hunting her down. Except need has a way of turning real. And the closer Wren gets to the truth of the massacre that orphaned her, the more she realizes the monster she should be running from might be the only thing standing between her and the grave.

She gave him everything. He gave her to the wolves. Six weeks ago, Elara Quinn shared a secret in the dark with Kaelen Draven—an illicit, breathless bond that made her believe she had finally found where she belonged. As the pack healer, she was used to mending broken bodies, but Kaelen made her believe he could mend her heart. Then came the Blood Moon. Stands packed with jeering wolves. A ceremony bathed in bruised red light. And before she can tell him about the twins growing beneath her heart, Kaelen looks at her with eyes as flat and cold as creek stone, publicly and brutally rejecting her as his mate. Stripped of her dignity and torn from the pack, Elara is cast out into the freezing wilderness, carrying the Alpha's secret heirs and running for her life from an executioner who won't stop until she is dead. Left for a corpse in the white-water abyss of Blackthorn Gorge, Elara survives—only to rebuild her life on the rainy, unforgiving Oregon coast. But five years later, the past doesn't stay buried. When a dying traveler brings whispers of a deadly plague back to Ironfang—and Kaelen finally realizes the catastrophic lie that tore his world apart—the Alpha comes hunting for the ghost he thought he lost. Now, Elara must protect her sons from a pack still poisoned by betrayal, a ruthless Luna determined to finish what she started, and a mate whose touch she has spent half a decade trying to forget. Some bonds can never be broken. Some secrets are meant to kill. Welcome to Ironfang.