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The wildfire isn’t the only thing burning out of control… I thought sneaking past the barricades to track my rogue sister in the wilderness was my biggest challenge but I had no idea what I was getting into. Turns out, my sister isn’t just rogue. She’s tangled up with a group that is steeped in conspiracy, with ties to dark magic and forbidden relics that could unravel the balance between shifters and humans. And members of my pack knew about it. I have no choice but to stay with a group of wildland firefighters.

I thought my nightmare was over. I was dead wrong. I was sure I did the right thing by trying to take the relic dagger from Nathan Black, but it turns out, I was walking right into his trap for my friend Evelyn. Now Nathan’s gone, but he used the dagger to mark my skin before Rowan defeated him as alpha. Even though I’m home safe, the wound won’t heal, and my life is unraveling.

I've survived as a Sigma for years. Relying on myself through my job as an EMT helping those who can't help themselves. Something my pack never afforded me, even when they knew the cruelty of our Alpha. But when I receive word that shifters are unaccounted for, and my best friend is one of the missing? I have to go back. I expected to face some of my demons at the pack gathering, but I didn't expect the rival Alpha to stare at me like that. I didn't expect him to know my name, and I definitely didn't anticipate him showing up at my hotel room after dark.

As a descendant of the ancient Shadow Pack, my blood carries secrets, power, and a curse that even I don't fully understand. When Kael, Callista, and I set out to find the second relic, the last thing I expected was to stumble upon Destin—a rogue shifter who’s more wolf than man, chained and held as collateral by a group of ruthless alphas. Breaking Destin out was supposed to be the easy part. But now, we're stuck together on this mission, and he’s driving me insane with his wild, untamed ways.

Spending a month on "Love Island" for wolf shifters is not my idea of a good time. I’m about to start my second year of law school, and instead of banking hours at a coveted internship, I’m stuck sipping pina coladas on a white sand beach in the middle of the Caribbean. Okay, yeah. I hear how that sounds. But hear me out. The whole point of this island? It’s a glorified dating show. I have to spend each night with a new, single, testosterone-fueled alpha in a private beach hut because the Council of Wolves believes mating bonds are on the fritz.