Everyone knows that rogues are vicious, thieving shits. Skye is no exception. When her birth pack disowns her, she is raised by a family of raiders who are famous for all the wrong reasons. Trespass is an art-form, killing flockies is a hobby, and every pocket is ripe for the picking. But it's time to grow up. A betrayal wreaks havoc in her adopted family, and Skye inherits responsibilities she never wanted and several hundred amoral cutthroats. She has to fight an uphill battle to keep them breathing -- let alone happy -- in a world where everyone and everything seems to want them dead. With mates lurking, enemies around every corner, and a web of lies to unravel, Skye and her family face the adventure of their lives to build Last Haven Pack from blood and ashes. [Disclaimer] May contain traces of: - 'The feels' - Homicidal thoughts - Unrealistic expectations of siblings and boyfriends - Walnuts

❛WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MAKE THE TEN MOST POWERFUL GODS ALIVE PLAY A GAME OF MUSICAL CHAIRS WITH ONE SEAT?❜ They fight - to the death. They fight over three crowns and a throne with steel spiked maces. They despair a little more everyday keeping their vows. They wander in hospitals to find a cure for their torn hearts. They haunt castles and secret passages. They betray the ones they love the most. They are dying women and miserable men. They make peace with their enemies, not friends. Girls of rivers with hair like the night dance down the moon stairs. Goddesses of flame hold out hands which crumble and burn. This story sings of three rings. Of forgotten maps. Of a queen who should not be alive after all she has suffered. But most importantly, it sings of three gilded crowns studded with the jewels of the heavens. Crowns of glass. ➳ Shortlisted for the Wattys 2018. ➳ Now a featured Wattpad story. ➳ Winner of over fifteen prestigious awards. ➳ Highest rank: #2 in Fantasy. ❛NO ONE TOLD ME THAT BEING A QUEEN WOULD MEAN PAYING THE PRICE OF POWER WITH STEEL AND BLOOD, DARLING.❜ rubyruins | all rights reserved ©