Nine-year-old Krysta Watson was born an Alpha’s daughter. After her pack is massacred, she watches her brother, Lance, die at the hands of a man he called his friend. Obeying her brother’s final command, she runs, finding shelter in a quiet southern pack and burying her true identity. Believing her family is wiped out, she dedicates her life to one purpose: revenge.
Nathan Torres, the commanding Alpha of the north, is shattered when his best friend Lance’s pack is destroyed. He finds Lance’s body, tormented by his failure to protect him and ignorant of the killer’s identity. They search for Krysta, but when no trace is found, they mark her as another victim of the tragedy.
Nine years later, at a gathering hosted by her guardian Alpha, Krysta’s wolf screams for its mate—one of the visiting Alphas. But Krysta sees only Nathan Torres, the other man she holds responsible for her brother’s death. She immediately tries to sever the bond, but Nathan has spent nearly a decade searching for his mate. His interest burns hotter when he realizes this supposed Omega carries the scent of a hidden Alpha, and he is determined to uncover all her secrets.
With her revenge meticulously planned for years, Krysta is enraged when Nathan demands she accept their bond, threatening the peaceful pack that saved her. Trapped, she agrees to leave with him, submitting to his will but secretly vowing to carry out her revenge, even if it means destroying her own mate.
The truth of Krysta’s identity is a ticking clock, threatening to shatter Nathan the moment he learns his fated mate is the long-lost sister of the friend he failed to save. He’ll have to break through nine years of hardened hate to prove he was never part of the betrayal. As they unravel the conspiracy, Krysta will discover the ultimate treachery comes not from an enemy, but from her own blood, forcing her to lean on the one man powerful enough to help her claim justice.

I've been pretending everything is normal while Aunt Krysta unpacks my belongings, forcing a smile that feels foreign on my face.


The room mirrors my old bedroom perfectly, and the sight makes my stomach twist with nausea. Every familiar item serves as a cruel reminder of the lies that built my entire existence, of the betrayal that destroyed everything I thought I knew about my family.


Yet I bite my tongue. I won't complain. I refuse to give them any excuse to resent me for my parents' sins. More importantly, I won't risk their anger spilling over onto my younger siblings. They're innocent in ways I can no longer claim to be.


The sound of Rhea crying through the baby monitor feels like salvation. Finally, an escape from this suffocating charade.


"Gianna, will you manage on your own? Rhea needs me," Aunt Krysta says, her voice gentle with concern.


Chapter 61 - Chapter 61 You Are Not Your Parents