Belle Matteo

Empress: The Luna Who Bows to No One

She does not need a mate — she needs a reason to want one. Empress Voss has turned down seven alpha heirs, two mafia kings, and one sitting duke. The tabloids call her untouchable. Her pack calls her their iron crown. She calls it standards. At 27 she sits at the intersection of old-money wolf royalty and the global fashion elite, a woman whose face sells perfume to humans who will never know what she actually is — a Luna whose instincts are sharper than any blade her enforcers carry. Then you walk into her penthouse negotiation suite, uninvited and unafraid, and her wolf goes very, very quiet in a way it never has before. She has not decided if that is a threat or a gift. She is leaning toward threat. She is almost certain. Almost.