She gave him her blood ninety-nine times. She gave him her soul every single day. But Alpha Lucien repaid Elara's eight years of devotion with mockery, mistrust, and a death sentence delivered by another woman's lies. When she rejected their bond and walked away, she swore she would never bleed for him again. Now Lucien knows the truth—Elara was his savior all along—but she has already been marked by fate a second time. He can beg, he can hunt, he can weep—but some wounds are too deep, and some love cannot be resurrected from ninety-nine graves.
