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Jasper Hale was born to blood and war.
He had worn the uniform of the Union, carried the weight of slaughter across centuries, and buried himself in the Cullens' false salvation. But guilt is a brand deeper than any scar, and when he nearly lost himself in Bella Swan's blood, Jasper knew he couldn't stay.
He fled north, into the cold.
Into exile.
Into Montana.
Elkhorn Ranch was meant to be penance. A place where the days were carved out of ice and bone, where silence pressed down heavier than the snow. He came there as a ghost, another drifter with calloused hands and eyes too old to meet.
But fate had already marked him.
Wyatt Rose Uley was branded long before Jasper laid eyes on her. Born in La Push, she had carried the weight of an absent father, a brother who turned into something monstrous after she ran, and a mother who had nothing left to give. Wyatt carved her own way out-eighteen years old, a duffel bag and a sharp tongue, rodeo summers and brutal winters that kept her alive.
She was fire and grit.
He was ash and ruin.
And when they met, the world shifted.
What began as barbs in the frozen dark bled into something more dangerous: a hunger that burned hotter than the firewood in the bunkhouse stove. He called her Rosebud when she spat curses at him. She called him pretty boy when she should have called him predator. They bickered, they laughed, and somewhere between, they bled into each other.
He thought he had come to Montana to disappear.
She thought she had come to Montana to survive.
But Alice Cullen had already seen it-the long winter nights, the stars stretched like scars across the sky, the moment Jasper Hale would meet the woman who would undo him.
Some bonds are forged in blood.
Some loves are carved out of ruin.
And some fires brand you forever.
This is Branded.
A Southern Gothic tale of ghosts, cowboys, and a love too sharp to let go.