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Quinn has always been a force to be reckoned with—sharp-witted, fiercely independent, and undeniably powerful. As the daughter of the Diamond Crescent Pack's head warrior, she's spent her life training to fight, to lead, and most importantly, to survive. But survival in a battle is easy compared to surviving the annual Mating Ball. This year, Quinn is of age to attend, and the weight of expectation hangs heavy on her shoulders. The last thing she wants is to be tethered to someone—even if fate insists it's her destined mate. She has plans, ambitions, and a future carved out by her own hands, and no mysterious stranger is going to shatter that. But destiny rarely cares for our plans. Will Quinn escape the ball unbound and free, or will her mate step out from the crowd, irrevocably changing her world? And if he does, will Quinn have the strength to walk away from the one person fate has crafted just for her? Or will his pull prove stronger than all her years of training and resolve? I froze, my breath catching in my throat as a scent wrapped itself around me—intoxicating, wild, and unmistakably his. I turned sharply, my heart hammering against my ribcage. He was there. A man in a sharp blue suit stood mere inches away, his broad chest in perfect view. Slowly, I lifted my gaze, and the world seemed to stop. His green eyes locked onto mine, glinting with something ancient and unyielding. My lips parted before I could stop myself. "Mate." The word was soft, fragile, but it landed between us like a thunderclap. His smile was slow, deliberate, and it reached those piercing green eyes. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said, his voice a deep rumble laced with nerves he was desperately trying to hide. "I am..."