Chapter 1

I was three months pregnant when my boyfriend, Liam, pushed me from the balcony of my Austin penthouse.

The fall was fast. The impact was final.

My death was staged as a suicide, a tragic story for the news. "Rich Heiress Overwhelmed by Life." They didn't know the real reason.

The catalyst was a coyote. A pup I' d rescued, who I named Daisy. I saw her shift, saw the mangy fur melt away and reform into the shape of a beautiful, wild-looking young woman.

Liam couldn't let that secret out.

My spirit, or whatever was left of me, lingered in the home I had paid for. I watched as Liam pulled the coyote-woman, Daisy, into his arms. They shared a passionate kiss right over the spot where my body had been.

"She's gone," Liam whispered to her. "It's all ours now."

They slandered my name to my friends and family. They seized my inheritance, my family' s oil fortune that I was meant to protect. They buried me in a cheap wooden box on an undeveloped patch of land my father had owned, a place I used to love.

Later, they held a lavish wedding on my family's ranch. They even had the nerve to go to my makeshift grave, standing on the dirt above me, and desecrate it.

I heard Liam' s confession then, a whisper carried on the wind.

"I only dated her to give you this life, Daisy," he said, his voice full of a sick devotion. "Chloe owed you this. All that privilege, all that money... it was never really hers to begin with. It was always meant for you."

The rage was a fire that consumed my very soul.

Then, I woke up.