Selene Moreau was never just a wife-she was a kingmaker. The world saw a graceful First Lady, but beneath the polished smile lay a woman who had sacrificed everything to put her husband, Alexander Moreau, in the Oval Office. She shaped his image, orchestrated his rise, and in return, he betrayed her. When a mistress emerges, when whispers of scandal grow too loud to ignore, and when the man she built tries to erase her, Selene doesn't crumble. She plots. She moves through Washington's gilded halls like a ghost, turning allies into enemies and secrets into weapons. But in a city where power is everything, nothing is as it seems. A billionaire with dangerous influence. A rival waiting in the shadows. And a mistress whose presence is a wound Alexander won't let heal. Every player has their own game. And Selene? She's playing for keeps. As the stakes rise and the walls close in, the question isn't just how far she'll go to reclaim her life-but what kind of woman she'll become when the dust finally settles. In a world built on ambition and betrayal, only one truth remains: When the throne crumbles, who will rise from the ashes to claim it?

"Logan..." I breathed out. Logan pinned me against his wall and his eyes glowed. His wolf is coming out. Crap crap crap. He kissed down my cheek bone till he got to my neck. "Logan..." I let out again. He began to suck on my neck and kiss the place he was supposed to mark. I Let out a faint moan and he started to give me a throaty growl. I run my hands through my hair and he started to breathe rapidly. "You smell so good Ella" he said not parting from my neck. My wolf purred at the things I was doing with my mate right now. "Logan I think we should stop." I said pushing him off a little bit to look into his eyes. "I'm so hungry" he said and his eyes were completely golden. Dang it.