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Elara Veyne has spent nineteen years being the wolf nobody can smell. In a world where every werewolf has a scent that reveals their identity, rank, and sometimes their bloodline, Elara has none. She has never shifted, never understood why she is different, and has spent her life believing she was simply born wrong. Then the Moon Choosing Ceremony changes everything. Kael Draven, the feared Alpha of the Northern Territories, arrives at Elara's pack expecting an ordinary political visit. Instead, the moment he sees her, his wolf claims her as his mate. There's only one problem. He can't smell her. As Kael searches for answers, Elara discovers that her adoptive brother Damon has spent nineteen years hiding the truth about her parents. They didn't abandon her. They died protecting her. And her missing scent wasn't a defect. It was a secret. A secret tied to the Duskborn, an ancient bloodline believed to have been wiped out generations ago. Now someone has found her. With dangerous Alphas gathering, old grudges resurfacing, and nightmares connecting Elara and Kael in ways neither can explain, Elara must uncover what her parents died to protect before the people who hunted her bloodline find her first. Because the most dangerous thing about Elara Veyne isn't that she has no scent. It's what she's been hiding all along.

Billionaire CEO Julian Hawthorne runs his life—and his romantic conquests—by the entries in a private, meticulous journal. But when his business comes under threat from his estranged father, he needs a Personal Assistant who won’t fall for his money, his charm, or him. Enter Sloane Carter. Brilliant, broke, and fiercely independent, Sloane accepts a job she didn’t apply for because she has no choice. She vows to manage Julian’s life, not his women—and definitely not her own growing attraction. But as secrets surface and the lines blur, Sloane discovers the journal that keeps Julian’s heart locked tight. To secure her future, she may have to destroy the system he uses to avoid love—and risk becoming the one woman he can’t manage.

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."