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I thought that my biggest problem was a curse that turned me into a golden retriever instead of a wolf.Then I accidentally took on a second curse that bound my fate to that of the world's. If I die, everyone else goes down in flames too. Ragnarök is now in my hands.Great. Talk about pressure I don't need.Did I mention everyone trying to kill me?My mate.My brothers.My mother.What a clusterfuck.Add in Loki, Freya, and a host of the Norse pantheon to the mix, each one trying to manipulate me to follow their own plans, and you've got a recipe for chaos.What's a girl to do?Find a new path that no one expects, and run straight into the arms of disaster.Or as some might call it....straight into the arms of Havoc.

Ten years ago, I 'died', and it was the best thing that ever happened to me.I should have known it wouldn't last.Once my family thought I was dead I was finally free to live. Until the day my brother walks into my tiny bookshop.No one leaves the Grayling pack and gets away with it. They drag me back, but not for the reason I believe.My mother has made an enemy of a powerful witchand I am to take the punishment meant for her. Death would have been kinder.This curse? What I am now? It's so much worse than I could have imagined. She didn't just cut me off from my wolf, or even simply kill me. She made me a golden retriever and sent me to a shelter. I'm ready to die in truth now, I'm hoping for it even. And then my mate walks in...but how am I supposed to convince him I'm the strong partner he needs to help him stop the end of the world when I can't stop wagging my freaking tail?

I came to Werewolf Territory to rescue my brother...And now he's gone. With a war for the crown on the horizon and the monstrous Hunters just days away, I've got to say goodbye to the only family I had left, and it's killing me. Worse, I can't help blaming Dominic for not keeping him safe-even if it is irrational. My heart is shattered-I feel like I've lost them both.Still, we've got to work together if we hope to defeat Edmund and put Will on the throne--no matter how hard it is to be near Dominic, and not touch him.Even as I wage war with my own heart and we prepare for battle against Edmund the Vile, a greater threat looms over the Territories. A being so terrible...so strong, that it makes our current king look like nothing more than a chump with a chip on his shoulder.I can't help but wonder if our unlikely mix of werewolves, vampires, and humans can defeat Edmund...and, even if we do, do we have any chance of surviving the hell-storm of what's coming next.

The Vampire King is dead...So now I'm on the run from his maniacal successor, with a critically wounded vampire prince who needs feeding and the maid who loves him at my side.And I thought the Harvest Games were bad...To make matters infinitely worse, I'm pretty much obsessed with the General of the Vampire Army, who-spoiler alert-has been tasked with leading the hunting party sent to kill me and my not-so-merry band of misfits. The only chance we have of getting through this mess alive is to throw ourselves at the mercy of the neighboring werewolves and hope they don't rip us to shreds. They are the key to defeating the newly crowned "King" Edmund and saving the Vampire Kingdom from a return to the old days. Days filled with unchecked cruelty, torture, and mayhem.It would take a little cunning and loads of audacity to even attempt to negotiate an alliance between two species that have been warring for centuries.Luckily, I've got both in spades.

Plucked out of the Collector's Pens, auctioned off to a vampire contingent, and sent across the ocean to the Alpha Territories was not exactly how I planned to spend my week.Actually, scratch that. I had planned the first bit. But I was supposed to be sold to the werewolves so I could save my friend from a fate worse than death. Instead, the bloodsuckers have me and so far? It's not going great. I've been shoved into a corset and made to look like an extra on the cast of Bridgerton, all to take part in the Harvest Games--think The Bachelor set in the 1800's, but the men are all vampires, and thenadd a decidedly terrifying Squid Games element to the mix.No problem.My goal-besides keeping the number of holes in my body to the current norm-is more than surviving. It is escaping the inescapable, finding my way to the werewolf territory, and getting Jordan back.Cue the political strife.Armed with nothing more than a super sharp hairpin, my questionable charm, and an irrational amount of optimism, plans to get both me and my bestie out alive are in full swing.Until the General of the Vampire Army and his molten eyes light me on fire and leave me wondering if escape is what I want after all. Maybe one extra set of holes wouldn't be the worst thing ever...