Divorced, Not Broken

Violet spent years believing she was Alpha Arthur's chosen mate, until he came home from his honeymoon with two other women on his arms and a broken bond where her heart used to be. Mating anyone besides a true mate is supposed to kill the one he left behind, and for a while it nearly does. Divorce, for a wolf, is not paperwork. It is a wound. But signing her own release is the first decision Violet has ever made for herself, and she refuses to apologize for surviving it.

Then, at the pack's annual ball, a stranger's scent stops her cold: dark chocolate and rain, a voice she has never heard that her wolf already knows. Gabriel has waited most of his life for the true mate he was promised, and he is not a man who walks out of a ballroom without her.

He comes with secrets, though. Gabriel is not merely a neighboring Alpha. He is the hidden heir of Ganandor, a kingdom behind a portal, a prince raised as a rancher's son, dragging a throne he never wanted and a curse he does not understand. And Violet is carrying secrets of her own. The parents who raised her found her in a basket with a prophecy folded inside. Her birth mother was a witch. Power sits in her blood the way sound sits in a struck bell, and once the wrong ears hear about it, everyone wants it, including the ex-mate who broke her, now mad with hunger for the untouchable strength her blood can grant him.

Because loving Gabriel has a price, and Malachi, the ancient mother of his line, names it without flinching: the curse that drags Gabriel through centuries of reborn lives can only be closed by Violet's death. Every road she takes ends in the same clearing. So the question is never whether she will pay. The question is what her word will be worth when she does.

This is a story about a woman rebuilding herself out of the wreckage of a false mating. It moves from a humiliating divorce to a fated second meeting, from a marking that nearly kills her to a kidnapping in the rain, from a prophecy she resents to a promise she keeps with a blood bond. Arthur will come for her one last time, and her new pack will stand between them. She will not need rescuing so much as witnesses.

Inside: a devoted, patient hero who learns that love means telling the truth before it is convenient; a heroine with teeth; a rescued boy who grows up guarding her door; meddling in-laws, an elf who denies everything, weddings, births, betrayals, and one very persistent grandmother on the other side of the sky. The romance burns hot and stays behind closed doors, fading to black; the feelings never do.

Divorced, Not Broken is a full-length werewolf romance about bonds that break, bonds that hold, and the difference between being broken and being remade. It ends where it began, in a clearing at dawn with a bell ringing, a family counting hours, and a woman who has done her dying once and means to spend every year after that collecting what she is owed.