The Winter Wolf

Snow keeps the dead silent at Dunmere. Three men found in the drifts, throats opened clean, no wolf tracks. The pack wants a monster. The king's envoy wants a scapegoat. Elspeth wants out. She is the frost-touched omega, shunned since childhood, kept alive to weave wool for other people's weddings. When the king's son arrives to seal an alliance, the mate bond hits him in the middle of the great hall, and he rejects her before the court can blink. He should be free. He is not. A winter killer is walking the walls, the crown's silver is disappearing down a mine shaft, and the only person who can prove it is the woman Rhys swore to forget. She will make him choose. And when the chapel runs red, she will take the proof from the envoy's own hand.