Lie to Me, Bye to You

They buried Alpha heir Caspian Blackwood with full honors. His widow wept at his grave. And the week after the funeral, his identical twin came home to look after her.

Kind, attentive Atticus warms Elara's milk at midnight. He drives her to her prenatal checkups. He hums a waltz only one man alive should know.

Elara was born without a wolf, so she can't smell a lie. But she has five years of loving Caspian Blackwood, and love keeps records. A scar no twin could share. Three bars of a song. And a phone that buzzes through her bedroom wall at two in the morning when she dials a dead man's number.

Her mate is alive. He's standing in her doorway wearing his dead brother's name and calling her "sister." And down the hall sleeps Persephone Sterling, the beautiful stranger everyone says is carrying a Blackwood pup, and who heard every word Elara whispered.

Elara can keep playing the grieving fool. Or she can vanish so completely that even a dead man will mourn her.

He taught her that a grave can lie. Now she'll teach him what it costs.