Blood and Moonlight

Black Hollow, Book Two. The bond held. That was never the same as it being safe.

Amara is bound to Storm, Honey and Winter now, and the pack has stopped asking whether she belongs to them. That question is settled. What none of them will say out loud is the rest of it — that the prophecy which split her open never closed, that she has been carrying it since the night the gate opened, and that the woman who came back out of Black Hollow is not entirely the one who went in.

The mirror realm is not finished with her. It was never going to be. She is still the last of the Hollowborn, still the only one who can open the gate and live, and that has never once been a gift. What the Hollow took the first time, it intends to take again — and it knows the way now. Jasmine and grave dirt, and something on the other side of the glass that has been waiting.

Being the key was never something she chose. Neither is what it is going to cost her.

A why-choose, fated-mates wolf shifter romance with a witch heroine. No choosing. No cheating.