The Cruelest Love Trial

Clara, Derrick Ironclaw's personal assistant, held a silver knife to my throat in a desperate bid to coerce him into loving her.

But Derrick ended her life with a single silver bullet.

Afterward, he went so far as to have her ashes forged into a ring—a chilling warning to all.

From that day forward, every werewolf pack in North America knew that I was the fated mate of Derrick, the ruthless Alpha of the Ironclaw Pack.

I was his one untouchable weakness, and no one dared to cross that line.

Even the grand bonding ceremony he prepared for me became a celebrated tale among the packs.

But just as I was lost in happiness, Derrick brought a woman back, on the day before our ceremony.

That woman.

She was the spitting image of Clara.