The Ashmark

All I wanted was the minibar. Instead, I got a mate and a magical meltdown. I only planned to visit my estranged, slightly off-her-rockers grandmother at her inn and maybe find a little closure. Instead, I get blown up, turned into a werewolf (excuse me, shifter), and found out I’m at the center of a prophecy that might doom the supernatural world. No pressure. Oh, and I apparently have a mate. Cade Westin, the dangerously hot alpha with a death stare and a talent for destruction. He says he’s bound to protect me, but I’m not sure even he can stop what’s coming.

All I wanted was peace. Instead, I got control and a reason to stop playing nice. I thought surviving a prophecy, postponing fate, and basically blowing up the wolf council would earn me a break. Spoiler: it didn’t. Walking away from my mate and my family was supposed to keep them safe. Instead, it made me an even bigger target—landing me in a place where power listens, walls breathe, and control is something you're trained to surrender to, piece by piece. And the monster sitting on the throne? He’s full of lies. But the darkness hasn’t broken me. It’s taught me exactly who I am.

I’ve survived prophecies, power plays, and more near-death experiences than I can count since arriving at NightShade. At this point, you’d think the universe would take the hint and give me a break. It hasn’t. There’s nowhere left to run, no one left to blame, and no way out except through. Everything has led to one final confrontation, and with the packs and my family waiting, I know what I need to do next.