Midnight Massacre

She built her life on control.
He’s the curse no amount of control can contain.
One night—and blood magic wakes hungry.

Saskia Vale has survived high society by being unshakeable: perfect poise, flawless instincts, and an omega scent hidden behind discipline sharp enough to cut. No emotions. No weaknesses. Absolutely no cursed alphas capable of tasting fear like wine.
But when the annual winter gala erupts into chaos, carolers turning into assassins, politics turning into bloodshed, every safeguard she’s engineered shatters. And something far darker stirs.

Dorian Voss was once the Shadow Guardian, until the curse carved its first warning across his throat and turned him into the Blood Wolf whispered about in pack corridors. Silent. Deadly. Bound to sense approaching death… and to cause it.
Then Saskia becomes the target of an ancient bloodline plot, and Dorian’s instincts lock onto her with devastating clarity. Saving her means unleashing the executioner he’s spent years trying to bury. Protecting her means surrendering to the curse that burns hotter every time blood hits his hands. Claiming her… could ruin what’s left of him.

When Saskia uncovers the truth buried beneath the Winter Mother’s old rites, she learns the legends got one thing right. Cursed guardians don’t fall in love. They fall into ruin.
And Dorian? He’ll raze the ballroom, the assassins, and the curse itself before he lets fate, or his own darkness, take her from him.