Reborn: The Lycan King's Forsaken Luna

On my wedding night, my husband — Alpha Damien Cross — burned me alive in front of the entire Elder Council. He framed me for treason. He chose his mistress, Vivienne Marlowe, to stand at his side. He lit the silver pyre with his own hand. As the flames climbed my dress, I cursed him and called for the Moon Goddess. Then I woke up. Three years earlier. Seventeen again. Alive. With every memory of every betrayal still burning behind my eyes. This time, Damien Cross will not have my name. Vivienne Marlowe will not have my throne. The pack that abandoned me will see who I become when I stop asking permission to be loved. But fate has more in store than revenge. The Lycan King — Kael Drakon, the ancient predator I once feared more than death — has been searching for his fated mate for two hundred years. The night his gold eyes find mine across a crowded gala, the moon answers a prayer I never spoke. I was never meant to be a pack Luna. I was always meant to be a Lycan Queen.