THE BLURB: I was born to die in silence. For twenty years, I hid what I was. An omega in a world that hunts them. A healer with a power so dangerous that the Sentinel Order an ancient army sworn to exterminate my kind would burn my pack to ash to find me. I buried my wolf. I locked my magic. I learned to be invisible. Then the gathering began. Kaelen, the Wolf Prince of the Winterfang Pack, heir to the most brutal throne in the northern territories, walked into the speed-dating circle looking for a queen. His eyes were green and cold and merciless. His dominance filled the room like a winter storm. And when his gaze locked onto mine, I felt the bond snap into place a chain of fire, a tether of fate, a scream in my blood that said mine before my mind could lie. He looked at me. He looked through me. And he chose the girl beside me. I told myself it was a blessing. The rejected mate lives. The rejected mate hides. The rejected mate survives. But the curse had other plans. Because I am not just an omega. I am the cursed omega the one a witch marked before I was born, the one whose power is locked behind a spell that is breaking, cell by cell, heartbeat by heartbeat. And the more the curse cracks, the more my magic bleeds out. The more my wolf howls to be free. The more the Sentinel Order scents me on the wind. Kaelen came back. Not for love. Not for fate. For politics. For war. For the alliance that my pack could offer his throne. He offered me a place at his side, a crown I never asked for, and a rejection that still burns in my chest like a brand. He does not know what I am. He does not know that every time he touches me, the curse weakens. He does not know that the omega power he thinks is weakness is the only thing standing between his kingdom and the silver blades that are already marching toward our gates. But the bond does not care about politics. The bond wants what it wants. And what it wants is us locked together, burning together, falling together into a war where the price of love is the curse that might kill me, and the price of survival is the throne that demands my sacrifice. The Sentinel Order is coming. The curse is breaking. And the Wolf King who rejected me is about to discover that the mate he cast aside is the only weapon that can save his world or the one power that can destroy it. FATED TO THE WOLF KING. The Omega's Curse, Book 1. Dark fantasy. Fated mates. A curse that burns. A king who kneels. And an omega who will rise from the ashes