For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead.  

Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her.  

But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own?  

The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

The blood in the bowl suddenly turned black. A warning.


I froze, feeling a chill run down my spine. Someone else was watching Amara. Someone powerful.


"Show me who," I ordered, throwing a handful of salt into the bowl.


The black blood formed a face—a face I knew all too well. My old teacher, Lilith Blackwood. The one who taught me the dark arts before exposing me to the Shadow Council.


"Well, well," I whispered, "the game gets more interesting."


With shaking hands, I began preparing for a tracking spell. I needed to reach Amara before Lilith did. I needed to finish what I started five years ago. 


The tracking spell led me deep into the woods between the Blood Moon and Artemis lands. I moved quickly, my eyes searching for any sign of the Shadow Council. They would kill me on sight if they found me.


Chapter 13 - The Witch's Game