“I died watching my fiancé kiss my cousin. For four years, I was Crown Prince Archer's perfect bride-to-be-the eldest daughter of the powerful Northwind Pack, the woman meant to stand beside him as Luna Queen. Then he threw me into a royal dungeon. Black Wolfsbane burned through my veins while Colette, my sweet cousin, curled against his chest and told me my entire family was dead. My father. My mother. My brothers. The Hanson Pack had been slaughtered before noon, framed by forged letters of treason. Archer only smiled. He said I had never been worthy of his throne. I was useful for my family's armies, nothing more. Then he kissed Colette in front of me and promised to crown her as his Luna Queen while my name rotted in disgrace. I died in the dark, choking on poison and hatred. With my last breath, I begged the Moon Goddess for one thing. Not mercy. Revenge. When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty years old. One year before the massacre. This time, I will not beg for love from a prince who never deserved me. I will break his crown, burn his future, and make every traitor who destroyed my family kneel. And when Archer finally realizes what he lost, it will be his own father-the ruthless Alpha King Fremont-standing beside me as we watch him fall.”