A young woman from the Kingdom of Marrakesh is torn from her homeland and sold to a clan of Viking warriors - men carved from ice, iron, and the remnants of old gods. But captivity is not her fate. In the frozen North, she awakens a destiny older than blood, older than kingdoms, older than the chains forged to break her. They believe they've claimed her. They have no idea what she is becoming. "Throw me to the wolves, and I shall return leading the pack."

When Aria Bankole agrees to host a simple Sunday dinner, she doesn't expect to become the axis of the Viklund brothers' attention. Her fiancé's request is outrageous. Their desire is undeniable. And Aria's silence? It's the sharpest weapon in the room. As tension coils beneath polite conversation and the brothers' gazes grow bolder, Aria realizes the truth: she isn't being offered. She's being worshipped. And she intends to make them earn it.

Abrie Warren didn't go to the Portland synagogue wedding looking for anything life‑changing - until Judd Nelson walked in wearing sunglasses indoors and staring at her like she'd rewritten his script. What follows pulls her into the warm chaos of his sisters, his unpredictable actor friends, and a chemistry that unfolds with the slow‑burn tension of a 90s indie film.