Chisom Okoye

Beneath The Blood Moon

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Sofia Vane has spent nineteen years being the girl nobody notices — wolfless, rankless, scrubbing floors for a pack that tolerates her the way people tolerate bad weather. She expects nothing from the Blood Moon Convergence. Fate, apparently, has not been paying attention. When the mate bond snaps into place between Sofia and Zayn — the cold, feared king who rules every northern pack with the precision of a man who buried his grief at twenty and never went back for it — his response is immediate and public. He rejects her in front of five hundred witnesses and walks away. But three silver claw-marks burn onto her wrist in the dark, and nothing is simple after that. Sofia is not who she was told she was. The marks belong to a bloodline everyone believes extinct — the last heir of a slaughtered queen, hidden in a border pack for nineteen years. Now Mordain, the man who destroyed her family, is marching an army through the dark with her name in his mouth. And the king who rejected her is the only thing standing between her and him. Some rejections break you. Others wake up everything you were never supposed to be.

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