Prologue Baila is a 17 year old werewolf and hides in the shadows of her sister, Bella who treats her like she's a nobody. Baila wears thick glasses and oversized clothes which is the opposite of her twin that always shows off her gorgeous body. Bella is in love with the future Alpha of the neighboring pack. She swears she will be his future Luna. Their father is the Alpha of the Dark Stone Pack, the largest and strongest pack in America and he holds the secret that Baila is a powerful Golden Wolf and will become the Queen over all werewolves. Antone London is a 17 year old werewolf and next in line Alpha of the Midnight Moon Pack, the second largest pack in America. He says he doesn't want a mate. He fools around with Bella and can care less about finding his mate. He hates Baila and is cruel to her. Zan Kristoff is the 21 year old King of all wolves. His first mate rejected him before she knew of him being the king. The Moon Goddess came to him one night and told him his first mate was her mistake and assured him that his future Queen will greatly exceed anything he could imagine.

Allyssia thought being crowned queen would come with a happily ever after. Instead, it came with a summons. The Council wants her. Her six chaotic, overpowered cousins? Yep, them too. Oh-and her ridiculously hot, possessive, drop-dead gorgeous ,annoyingly perfect mate-Alpha King Lorenzo-who would rather burn kingdoms than let anyone touch what's his.annoyingly perfect mate, Alpha King Lorenzo? He's not thrilled either. Apparently, the universe isn't done throwing cursed exes, ancient magic, and dark secrets her way. Because he's coming back. The one who broke her. The one she never wanted to see again. And this time, he's not coming alone. He's not just dangerous now-he's something else entirely. Worse. Obsessive. Unhinged. And still tethered to her in a way no one dares to explain. Allyssia's past is crawling out of its grave, dripping in shadows and secrets the Council refuses to explain. But one thing's clear-this isn't just some rogue problem. It's personal. It's magic. And it's about to get messy. She's done being the victim. Done playing nice. And if the universe wants a war? She'll give it one-with heels on, lips glossed, and her mate watching like she's the most dangerous thing in the room. (She is.) Love. Power. Revenge. This queen is back-and this time, she's not running.