Fated Love Twisted Into Murder
My wolf awakened on my eighteenth birthday. Soon after, the Feral Curse tore through the werewolf world.
The curse nearly claimed me, but a young Alpha, Lachlan, saved my life. He brought me to his pack.
His parents, the Alpha and Luna, took me in. They gave me the best room in the pack house and treated me like the daughter they never had.
Lachlan never left my side. He risked catching the curse himself, patiently feeding me potions one sip at a time.
His wolf knew. I was his fated mate.
I was the envy of the pack. I had an Alpha's total devotion.
Then one day, Lachlan knelt before me. In his hands was the Moonstone necklace—the symbol of every Luna who came before me.
He held me tight, whispering a promise to show the world that I belonged to him, and him alone.
I accepted the necklace.
But that night, I twisted his love into a poison. A poison I used to murder his parents and eighteen of their loyal retainers.