Alpha Ronan Veyne divorced me in front of his entire pack. He called it duty. His council called it necessary. The woman waiting to take my place called it mercy. I called it the end. For three years, I was the quiet wife at Blackthorn Hall. Too human for the wolves. Too weak for the Luna's seat. Too easy to set aside when a better-bred woman arrived with a prettier smile and a stronger bloodline. Then Ronan took off my wedding ring, and something ancient woke beneath my skin. By sunrise, the dragons were searching for me. By the next blood moon, the kingdoms that mocked me would kneel. Ronan thought he was divorcing a powerless wife. He had no idea he was releasing a queen.

Siena can heal wounds with a touch of her hands. A captive since birth, she is used as a tool of war by a Plainsmen tribe. A chance escape into the forest proves successful... and deadly. Rescued by the Forestfolk--a group of people she always thought were nothing more than bedtime stories--Siena remains on edge. Trust does not come easily when persecution is all she's ever known. Keeping her abilities a secret seems like the right thing to do, until a tragic accident renders two Forestfolk spiraling toward death. If she chooses to reveal her abilities, she risks being subjugated again. Treated as no longer human. Maybe even sent back to the Plainsmen. But keeping her talent to herself means ignoring the injured around her, even allowing them to die. The choice seems obvious to Siena, but living with the repercussions of that choice is another matter altogether. A journey of self-discovery, a bit of adventure, and a splash of romance. On the Wattys 2017 Shortlist!