Rosalind Rougeworth was born cursed or so she believed. A wolf who cannot shift, the sister of a fallen soldier, and the outcast of her pack. Her brother’s death broke her, and the one responsible, Prince Aklan Draven of Narth, became the name she learned to hate more than her weakness.
When she earned a place at Norsen Academy, she planned to prove she’s more than the powerless girl her pack called her. But fate is cruel. Her first week, she came face-to-face with Aklan, colder, sharper, and infuriatingly untouchable. He didn’t even remember her, and when she tried to confront him, he punished her instead, making her life at the academy a living hell.
Hatred burned between them until the impossible happened,the mate bond snaps into place. The wolf she never thought she had awakened for him. The man she swore to kill became the one her body, her soul, and her wolf crave.
Rosalind’s powers began to surface, wild, elemental, and nothing like the magic of ordinary wolves. Powers that mark her as something the ancient realms fear, the prophesied convergence, a creature born once in a century with power from every realm: The binder of all nine realms.
And every realm wants her dead before she learns to use it.
When Aklan discovered her brother’s death wasn’t what it seemed, that his sacrifice wasn't just for a dying friend, that Rivan chose to die and left Aklan to guard Rosalind’s fate for a different reason, protection turned to obsession.
Now, as assassins move in the shadows, alliances crumble, and old gods stir in Orza, Aklan and Rosalind are bound by something darker than destiny:
a love born from war, sharpened by betrayal, and sealed in blood.
