King of Fangs and Frost

In Lunaris, crowns are won in blood.
Calista Vale was never meant to wear one.
Wolfless. Disposable. A promised bride to the Savage Wolvryn King—meant to stand behind him, never beside him.

But Calista does what no bride has done in centuries.
She demands more than a consort’s crown.

She invokes the Blood Hunt.

A five-night race through the frost for the Moon Crown, the crown of the goddess. A true queen’s crown. The only crown with the power to command even kings.

If she’s captured, she dies and all hope of saving her court with her.
If she survives, she can protect them all.

Twelve competitors. Twelve hunters. No mercy.

The king’s bloodsworn weapon is bound to guard her in the rite … and bound to the throne she seeks to usurp.
He watches too closely. Knows too much. And he’s hiding something.
But so is she.

In the Blood Hunt, trust is a weakness. And desire is a death sentence.
He was never meant to want her.
She was never meant to crave him.

In Lunaris, power always comes at a price.
And with each secret that unravels in the hunt, the kingdom edges closer to collapse.
To win the crown… she may have to destroy the only male who could have saved her.

Perfect for readers who love:
Enemies-to-lovers, arranged marriages, deadly moonlit trials, possessive wolf kings, and heroines who bite back.