"Light up my darkness," he murmured against her bare flesh. His fingers trailed up her arm, leaving a blazing fire beneath them. His lips pressed softly against her shoulder and her eyes fluttered closed, accepting his touch. "Let go and I'll take away all of the pain." She desperately wanted to free herself from the torture of the heat, of the shift, of the sadness, but she pushed his firm chest away from her. She yearned to finally fulfill her place among the divine. She desired to guide and protect the species. She wished to eliminate the Challengers. The longer she endured the pain, the more power she would attain to help her fulfill her responsibilities. To the men who watched her ascend, it looked as if she was interacting with thin air, but she knew he was there with her. She smiled softly at him, caressing his cheek. "My Darkness, let the pain fester within me. I crave it." * The Betrayal is a part of The Marking Trilogy and cannot be read as a stand-alone book. The Marking must be read first.* Cover by @Finding_Bria

Inessa will do anything to keep her life as a rogue. Her freedom is the last safe place in White Timber Forest, especially since the tensions between the four werewolf clans are threatening to erupt. However, the power-hungry clans know of her skills as a tracker. After being captured by the clan deepest into the forest, the same clan that killed her mother, Inessa is offered a deal: die, or marry the East clan's new alpha. Inessa sees only one choice - run. Alphas are not born, they are made. Arek of the East clan had it drilled into him since he was four that he needed to become alpha - no matter the sacrifice. After nineteen years of training, he finally challenges the Red Conclave, the ruling council of the East, and earns the right to become alpha. But there's a catch - he must marry Inessa, the gifted rogue, in order to keep her power inside the East clan. Marriage is the last thing on Arek's mind. He wants nothing to do with the feisty tracker. But there's something about Inessa he can't resist. Something about the way she yanks on the invisible chains of his past. Something about her scent. **No part of this story may be printed or used without explicit, written consent of the author. All rights reserved © 2018 - presented by Reese Cadwell**