His beast is a predator. His addiction is a cage. And she's the trigger for both.

For fifteen years, Bryan has drowned his wolf in whiskey. Every full moon locked away. Every instinct buried. Every body written off as a drunken blur.

Until she walks into his dive bar with his victims' mark etched into her skin.

She knows what he is—what his beast is. She knows what he's done. And something in his animal nature recognizes her as either salvation or slaughter.

The truth hits like a shift: the kills he can't remember were never his wolf's hunger. Someone's been hunting his kind, framing him with surgical precision. And they're escalating.

Seventy-two hours until the next full moon. Seventy-two hours until an execution squad arrives.

As his control fractures and instincts roar, Bryan faces the darkest question: Did his wolf lie? Is the beast manipulating him? Is the woman an ally—or the alpha predator that's been stalking him all along?

In a world where shifters hide in shadows, the most dangerous animal isn't the one that transforms at moonrise.

It's the one wearing a human face.