Sweetums1990
THE BOND IS NOT A GIFT. IT IS A LEASH
For fourteen winters, Aysel Greythorne has paid for the safety of Devil's Isle in blood and blisters. As the Alpha of a hidden sanctuary for traumatized children hunted by the Consortium, she has turned a wasteland of jagged shale and choking wolfsbane into an unyielding fortress. She has carved out a life of quiet survival, fiercely protecting the innocent, and rejecting the ancient, biological madness of the fated mate bond.
Until the wind changes, bringing the scent of iron, smoke, and an agonizingly familiar nightmare.
Riven Cross didn't die the night he threw a young Aysel into the freezing, black torrent to save her from the breeding pens. Instead, the handlers broke him, remade him, and turned his massive frame into their most lethal Apex Enforcer. Now, driven completely feral by a biological compulsion he cannot resist, he has run through a gauntlet of poison to track the female his blood demands.
But Riven finds no warm embrace on the island. Instead, he finds himself chained to a stone floor, paralyzed by hemlock, and bound by the same cruel iron collars he used to lock onto others.
As the threat of discovery looms over the perimeter, Aysel faces a brutal psychological war. To protect her pack, she must suppress her own senses and enforce unyielding discipline on the predator in her larder. But beneath the scarred flesh of the Consortium's weapon lies the ghost of the boy who saved her life-and the terrifying truth that the bond will either save them, or burn their sanctuary to ash.
***A gritty, psychological dystopian romance where survival demands discipline, and the greatest threat is the blood itself.***