Elara Wren survived Ashen Peak the only way an omega with a stained family name can—by becoming too useful to throw away. She heals their wounded. She keeps her head down. She pretends the pack’s cruelty doesn’t get under her skin.
Then the Mating Moon chooses.
Her fated mate is Kieran Blackthorn… the Alpha everyone fears, the one wolf powerful enough to ruin her—and cold enough to do it in public. When he rejects her before the entire pack, Elara expects heartbreak.
What she doesn’t expect is the law.
Because a rejection like that doesn’t always break a bond. Sometimes it twists it into something unstable… and binds the pair to Bondhold confinement: thirty nights locked away together in a warded cabin where distance hurts, closeness burns, and secrets don’t stay buried.
Outside the walls, Ashen Peak’s borders are weakening. Rogues are testing the territory. The missing Moonstone Sigil has the pack on edge—and the council is hungry for a scapegoat. Inside, Elara is trapped with the man who shattered her… and the longer the nights stretch on, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between protection and control, duty and desire, hatred and a bond that refuses to die.
And if Elara can’t uncover what the council is really doing, she won’t just lose her heart.
She’ll lose everything.