CHAPTER ONE : The Altar of Ice

SERA

Every woman dreams about her wedding day. I dreamed about surviving mine.

The aisle stretched out in front of me like a sentencing. Two hundred wolves packed the ceremonial hall, and every single one of them was watching me walk toward the man who'd buried his first wife less than a year ago. My father's hand pressed firm against my lower back, guiding me forward the way you'd guide livestock to slaughter, and I kept my chin up because that was all I had ...