For as long as Isabel can remember, she’s been a rogue. Her parents are deceased; she has no pack, no mate, and no one at all except for her older brother Ben. She’s grown used to being a nobody, the butt of others’ jokes, and for the most part, alone.

But during a routine errand gone wrong, Isabel stumbles onto a pack’s territory and comes face to face with a fierce—and devastatingly attractive—shifter the likes of which she’s never seen or felt.

Isabel is certain this is her mate. But will he accept her, a nobody rogue? Or will he reject her to maintain his status in his pack?

With growing danger at every turn, Isabel finds herself in the center of a desperate war between amassing rogues and a fearsome pack, working not only to uncover the mystery of what happened to her once-happy family, but to win over the man she is certain is the love of her life.

Rejected by the Beta

The witch studies me, “There have been numerous prophecies recorded about the Righs over time but there was one that was recorded by a Righ who was born to a Seer and a witch. You can call it a curse or a prophecy.”


I instantly remember what I saw. The memory of the battlefield. The woman who was held down, screaming.


My blood turns to ice as I recall that memory. It still gives me nightmares. 


“The downfall of the elves. From the hands of the weakest of the Righs. And right now,” the witch looks at me, “no offence, but you are the weakest Righ there is.”


I’m being hit by so many curveballs that getting my feelings hurt is at the bottom of the list right now.


“It’s funny that you think I’m going to bring about the downfall of the elves when I can’t even protect myself or use my abilities.”


My voice is tight with barely restrained anger.


Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Three