My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace.

For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better. Warning bells should have been ringing in my head, but they weren't.

It wasn't until the shifters came for me that I knew better.

Now, having been sent to live in the Shifter Kingdom with husbands who seem to hate me, I have no idea how I'll survive. All I do know is that I will. I've been through worse, and if anyone can turn my grumpy shifters into good husbands, it's me.

If only I knew anything about men or love…