Best For Last

Valeria stared into the unreadable blue eyes of the man standing before her, the sheer weight of his true identity crashing down on her chest like a collapsing stone wall. Draven. The Lycan King. The man her brother despised with every fiber of his being. The man she was supposed to marry to save her people. The man who had just spent the last hour masterfully deceiving her on the dance floor.