Claimed By My Husband's Ruthless Lycan Brother

From the back cover

For five years, I was the despised, untouched wife of the Graves Pack's future Alpha.

To force a divorce, his mistress drugged me with Wolfsbane during a trip to Europe, leaving me to be ruined by rogue wolves.

Desperate to survive the feverish Heat, I stumbled into a dark hotel suite to hide and ended up losing my innocence to a terrifying, dominant predator.

Terrified of being executed for breaking my mating vows, I fled back to the pack estate before dawn.

My husband only mocked me, cuddling his mistress while his mother forced me to my bleeding knees on broken porcelain.

"Say one more word, and I'll pull the plug on your crazy father's hospital room!"

I swallowed the humiliation, knowing my father would die without their money.

Just as I thought my life couldn't get any worse, the patriarch announced the return of his long-lost eldest son—a ruthless, billionaire Lycan who was taking over the pack.

I was ordered to dress up and attend the welcome banquet to play the obedient sister-in-law.

But when the armored convoy rolled through the gates, a suffocating wave of winter cedar hit my senses, freezing the blood in my veins.

The ruthless Lycan returning to claim the pack throne was the exact same stranger who had claimed me in that European hotel.