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.