The Burning Veil

Nineteen-year-old Lina Ashford was born into the powerful Flameborn pack—destined to be a Luna, trained in grace and tradition, and bound by blood to a legacy older than memory. Lina’s life? Yeah, it’s basically coming apart at the seams. She’s got these freaky dreams that feel more like warnings, a birthmark that looks suspiciously like a flame and honestly, she’s never felt more out of place in her own skin. There’s this itch in the air—like something old and very, very hungry is clawing its way back into the world.



Then, just to spice things up, rogue wolves start poking around where they absolutely shouldn’t, and Lina’s powers—which she’s been desperately trying to keep on lockdown—start bubbling to the surface, especially when the sky goes blood-red. Suddenly, she’s smack in the middle of a prophecy that everyone hoped was just bedtime horror-story material: something about the Burning Veil, a force that sounds like it’s half apocalypse, half salvation.



And, of course, it wouldn’t be her life without a mess of romantic chaos. There’s Rafe Calder, the Alpha heir who shattered her heart but still insists on playing her dark and broody bodyguard. Then there’s Silas Thorn, a rogue with a talent for trouble and a knack for seeing freedom where everyone else just sees disaster. Lina’s caught between them, and honestly? It’s a nightmare tangle of secrets, forbidden heat, and a war that could wipe out every shifter in existence.



Now, with the blood moon climbing higher and the world ready to burn, Lina’s got to make the call: does she let the fire inside her take over and end this war once and for all—or does she risk lighting the fuse that blows everything to hell? No pressure.