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Fangs & Fur: A Forbidden Union

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For as long as she could remember, Valeska had been an outcast. Born unable to shift, she was branded a curse by her mother and blamed for her father’s death when vampires raided their pack twelve years ago. The night he died, her mother made her feelings painfully clear: “If I hadn’t saved you that night, Theone would still be alive! I wish I had fought by his side and let you die!” Now, her mother sees an opportunity to be rid of her for good—by sending her to the annual Mating Moon Ball. There, Valeska meets her fated mate, Nevian Ashbourne, Alpha of the powerful Emberwood Pack. But instead of acceptance, she is met with cruel rejection. “You’re wolfless and weak. A disgrace. How could I ever make you my Luna?” Just as she prepares to leave, shattered, Nevian discovers that Valeska is tied to an ancient prophecy—one that could change the fate of the supernatural world. And so, he makes her an offer: stay by his side, not as his mate, but as his possession. A deal that ensures he will help her through her heat each month, binding her to him in ways she never wanted. But Valeska refuses to be used. She runs—straight into the hands of the man who has haunted her nightmares for years. Kieran Rutherford. The ruthless vampire warlord feared by all living creatures. The monster who killed her father. At first, Kieran intends to do what he should have done years ago—kill her. After all, she is the girl foretold to be his doom. But when he learns she is also the key to unlocking the cursed stones, an ancient source of power beyond imagination, his plans change. Will he use her, break her, and discard her once he gets what he wants? Or will the wolfless, unwanted girl make his long-dead heart beat once again? And what will Valeska do when she finds herself drawn to the very monster who took everything from her?
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