After Kaia is taken by Maverick, she must risk going through time to finally break the curse controlling her. But then she unexpectedly crosses paths with a different version of her Alpha mate, Nero, who is set on being an obstacle in her quest for freedom. *** Imprisoned by Maverick, Kaia will do anything to reclaim her freedom and return to her fated mate, Nero. But first, she must break the curse on her. With the help of a witch who owes Nero a debt, Kaia is sent back in time to seek the one who bound her to this cruel twist of fate. However, when she encounters her mate in this timeline, he isn't the same Nero she knows. As a young, newly appointed Alpha still mourning the death of his parents, Nero is suspicious and eager to unravel her secrets. As Kaia's time runs out and Maverick threatens to trap her forever, she has no choice but to force Nero to trust her, even if it means knocking him off his feet with the truths she holds. One by one, secrets are unravelled, and Kaia finds out just how long her Alpha has been waiting for her.

In a universe where all myths exist and where fate is bound by destiny. Love is truly respected as the ancient red thread where souls are bonded by more than just when eyes meet. And before thoughts could cloud judgement and rights, where the book of ones life had already been written and carved into stone. What happens when the ancient Phoenix and Wolf are bound in this life and the next? Join Tanwen Fenice on her journey through life with boundless entanglements to her one true mate Kaiden Ignatius, the Alpha of Alpha's. ____ WRITERS NOTE: Greetings curious readers, thank you so much for showing interest towards this writers project of mine. This is my first time publishing a book with a storyline and build. So please, I welcome any constructive advice that you may provide during this journey. Thank you!

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With a history unknown, shall thy truth of thus past grace thy generation of thus day and age? As thy decade upon decade escapes thy time encased tranquility. Is thus spoken to be of physicality or only part of thy mentality? As of molded thought hath turned to naught?