The Betrayal Meter Hit 100, So I Bonded With His Loyal Brother

I thought the glowing number above my arrogant fiancé’s head was his love for me—until it hit 100 on our bonding day, right as he walked out of my sister’s bedroom. It wasn’t love. It was a Betrayal Score.

At the altar, I stripped him of everything and claimed his sickly, low-ranked brother Rowan, whose score stayed frozen at zero. They mocked me for choosing a dying white wolf to rule our mafia empire. But when ancient bloodlines awaken, who is the real hunter, and who is the prey?