Bloodbound Verdict

The war criminal I sent to rot for six years just walked back into my courtroom—and the moonbond snapped between us like a chain I'll never break. Kael Thorne was supposed to stay buried. I'm Judge Sienna Hale, and my verdict put him in that cell for slaughtering innocents. But now he's free, cleared by new evidence, and the fated mate bond is tearing through my body every second we're in the same room. I refuse it. I refuse *him*. Then he leans across my bench and slides a blood file toward me—proof that I forged my way into this court fifteen years ago, that I'm the half-breed survivor everyone thinks is dead. His smile is cold: *"Help me find who really framed me, or I'll destroy everything you've built."* We're enemies bound by blackmail and biology, hunting a killer who's already started erasing witnesses. Every clue pulls us into closer quarters. Every night in the safe house, his touch unravels my control. The conspiracy goes higher than either of us imagined—and the only way to survive is to decide whether I'll kill the man who knows my secret, or finally surrender to the bond that's already rewriting my soul.