MOONFIRE LEGACY

I don’t believe in mates… so why does my wolf claim the one woman I’m forbidden to touch?

I don’t do attachments.

Not after what I’ve lost, and definitely not with a girl who looks like she’s one step from running.

She’s reckless, sharp, and hiding something dangerous. I should stay away.

Then everything snaps.

One failed trial, one surge of power, and suddenly I’m bound to her—illegal, permanent, and close enough to feel everything she feels.

I try to fight it. I fail.

She stands when others break. She risks everything for people who don’t deserve it. She makes me want something more.

We train. We clash. We almost cross a line we can’t undo.

Somewhere in the chaos, I realize she’s already mine.

Then the truth hits.

She’s a princess promised to another—and if anyone finds out about us, it could tear the realm apart.

Because if I don’t let her go…

I won’t just start a war.

I’ll destroy the only thing she was born to rule.

I almost bound myself to a fae prince… while already mated to the wolf who would burn the world for me.

I’m queen now, and somehow that means enemies don’t just want my crown—they want me.

Especially the fae prince who looks at me like I’m already his.

He’s dangerous. Off-limits. And worse… he knows exactly how to tempt me.

Power. Peace. A throne beside his.

So when my mate rides to war and my court starts to crumble, I make one reckless choice.

I walk into the fae realm alone.

I let the prince get close enough to whisper promises in my mind.

Close enough to make me doubt everything.

Then he saves my people.

Twice.

And suddenly he’s not just the villain anymore.

But every time I lean toward him, my bond with my mate fractures—and still refuses to break.

And somewhere in that pull between them… I start to fall.

Because if I choose my mate, I start a war.

And if I choose the fae prince… I won’t come back as myself.

I accidentally started a war with my mate… and he’s supposed to be my enemy.

I’m not supposed to want Caelan.

He’s the alpha every wolf would follow… and the one my crown was never meant to claim.

I take him anyway.

One reckless night, one bond I can’t undo, and suddenly I’m queen and mated to the man they think should replace me.

He stands beside me when the court turns venomous.

He bleeds for me when his own wolves betray him.

He looks at me like I’m worth choosing… not a mistake.

I tell myself it’s survival.

I tell myself I won’t fall for him.

I realize I already have.

Now a rival queen rises, calling me a heretic and stealing my people.

His loyalty is tearing him apart.

And my power is becoming something wild… something dangerous.

If I lose control—

I won’t just lose him.

I’ll destroy everything he was born to protect.

I accidentally bonded my soul to the Alpha meant to guard me, then had to defend my academy from his fae-wolf nightmare twin.

I should hate Caelan for leaving me with a crown, a crumbling academy, and nobles who would rather bow to fae than survive beside me.

Instead, I burn every time his name crosses my mind.

He is my mate, my weakness, and the one man duty keeps dragging away from me.

Then Dain slithers into my head with glamour-soft promises and shows me a life where Caelan stays, where my crown never cuts, where peace does not taste like blood.

I almost choose it.

Caelan’s letters stop coming, the wards start cracking, and a rival Alpha made of wolf rage and fae cruelty marches on Moonspire.

Then Caelan returns through smoke and ruin.

He shields my students, kneels before my crown, and fights beside me like love is a weapon.

So of course I fall harder.

Now Moonspire is burning, my bond is bleeding, and the monster wearing Caelan’s almost-face says the eclipse prophecy has already begun.