The Useless One Wasn't Me

They called me the broken wolf, the shame of my family. So they married me off to a low-born rancher in the middle of nowhere. But on our wedding night, under the full moon, I felt it—the terrifying, ancient power rolling off him. The entire pack howled in submission. It turned out the "useless" one wasn't me. It was everyone who had ever underestimated Lia and Kade.