Novels by favouradesanmi09

**Aria's POV**The kiss was fire and demand, nothing like the gentle mark he'd given me. His hands tangled in my hair as he pressed me against the terrace railing, and through our bond, I felt his hunger, raw and overwhelming.When he pulled back, we were both breathing hard."That wasn't part of our agreement," I whispered."No, it wasn't." He stepped back, running a hand through his hair. "I apologize.""Do you?"His eyes met mine, still silver. "No."Before I could respond, James appeared. "Sir, there's a situation."Dimitri immediately shifted into business mode. "What kind?""The Blackthornes. They've filed a formal challenge.""To our marriage?""To you, sir. Personal combat. Winner takes pack rights."I gasped. "They can't—""They can," Dimitri said grimly. "It's old law, but valid.""You don't have to accept," James said."If I don't, we lose all standing in pack territory." He looked at me. "Including protection for your family.""Marcus is a skilled fighter," I warned."It's

**Aria's POV**The courthouse was nearly empty at eight in the morning. I stood in a simple cream dress, my hand trembling as I signed the marriage certificate. Dimitri's signature was bold and confident next to mine."Congratulations," the judge said blandly. "You're now legally married."Dimitri's assistant James and his security chief stood as witnesses. The whole thing took ten minutes."That's it?" I whispered as we walked out."The legal part, yes." Dimitri checked his phone. "Your father will be released within the hour.""How—""I've already filed the evidence with the Council, along with our marriage certificate. They can't ignore a formal complaint from a Volkov pack member."My phone exploded with notifications. The news was already spreading through the pack links."Marcus knows," I said, reading the furious messages."Good." Dimitri guided me to his car. "Let him rage."We drove to his penthouse in silence. As we entered, he handed me a black credit card."For anything yo

**Aria's POV**Volkov Industries occupied the top twenty floors of the tallest building in the city. As I entered the marble lobby the next morning, I felt severely underdressed in my simple black dress."Miss Aria?" A well-dressed woman appeared. "I'm Sarah, Mr. Volkov's secretary. He's expecting you."The executive elevator required a special key card. As we rose, my nerves grew. What was I doing, negotiating a marriage contract with a man I'd met two days ago?The elevator opened directly into Dimitri's office - a massive space with panoramic views of the city. He stood by the windows, phone to his ear, speaking rapidly in Russian.When he saw me, he ended the call immediately."Aria. You came.""I need to know exactly what this arrangement entails," I said, trying to sound businesslike.He gestured to a sitting area with leather couches. On the coffee table was a document."A prenuptial agreement," he explained. "One-year marriage contract. You'll live in my residence, attend publ

**Aria's POV**The glass I hadn't realized I was holding slipped from my hand, shattering on the marble floor. "I have to go," I gasped, already moving toward the door.Dimitri caught my arm gently. "What's wrong?""My father... he's been arrested. I have to—""I'll drive you," he said immediately."No, I couldn't—""Aria." His tone brooked no argument. "Let me help."Twenty minutes later, we pulled up to my family's modest home. All the lights were on, and I could hear my mother's sobs from outside."Thank you," I told Dimitri. "For everything.""If you need anything—""I'll be fine," I lied, already opening the door.I ran inside to find my mother collapsed on the couch, her face streaked with tears. "Mom, what happened?""The Council came," she sobbed. "They said your father embezzled pack funds. Half a million dollars, gone. They've frozen all our accounts and... and they say he could face execution if found guilty."My blood ran cold. "That's impossible. Dad would never—""The

**Aria's POV**Today was supposed to be my twenty-fifth birthday celebration at the pack house. Instead, I'm watching my fated mate, Marcus, announce his engagement to another woman in front of everyone I know."Luna Celeste Blackthorne has graciously accepted my proposal," Marcus declared, his arm wrapped around the waist of the most powerful Alpha's daughter in North America. "Our union will bring unprecedented strength to the Silvermoon pack."My wolf howled in agony as the mate bond stretched and tore. Two months ago, our Alpha was killed by rogues, leaving the position open. Marcus, my mate of three years, had sworn we'd rule together. But power called louder than our bond.The Blackthorne family controlled half the werewolf territories. One word from Alpha Blackthorne could make Marcus the next Alpha instantly. So Marcus made his choice - her, not me.I stumbled toward the bar, my vision blurring with unshed tears. The bartender, a young omega, gave me a sympathetic look as I or