No Bride, No Crown

Ailsa Kerr has one day left to live and three men in her cell offering her a crown. Bram is a laird with a curse that drinks his years. Cael is a selkie-smuggler who'd sell his own skin twice. Rauric is the fae executioner whose hands have ended a hundred witches and never once shaken. The dead king of the Highlands wants a bride, and Ailsa's bloodline is the only one that can hold the border. Bond with all three, or hang. Ailsa takes the deal and every consequence: a court of enemies, a snowstorm of desire, and one battlefield wedding that becomes a small stone house by the sea. No bride, no crown. So Ailsa takes both — on her terms.