Bound To The King Who Hates Me
She was born with a crown on her head and blood on her hands, not her own, but the blood her father spilled to keep his throne. A princess feared across kingdoms, untouchable under the protection of a tyrant king who ruled with cruelty.But the past has a way of returning… and it came back with a sword in its hand.The boy her father once chained in a dungeon…The boy who watched his family murdered while he screamed through a gag…The boy her father broke and left for dead…He survived. He rose. And now he wears the crown.The slave is now a monster king, ruthless, powerful, and burning with vengeance. He returned for justice, but to take it with fire and steel. He razed her kingdom, slaughtered the man who once ruled it, and took the princess as the final piece of his revenge.She is no longer the one giving commands.She kneels. She obeys.She wears the chains now.He vowed to make her suffer. To inflict every wound her father once carved into him. And he will no matter what it costs him.But he didn’t expect her.She isn’t the monster he imagined.She’s gentle where he thought she’d be cruel.She’s kind where he expected poison.She’s light in a world that has only ever shown him darkness.And fate, in its cruel humor, makes her his mate.Now, he’s trapped between the cold hunger for vengeance…And the soft pull of a woman who might be the only one strong enough to break his walls—and save what little is left of the boy who once believed in love.
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Chapter: He's a Monster Selene's povLike a panther, he moved fast, his fingers tangled in my hair and yanked.A cry caught in my throat as my head snapped back, pain slicing through my neck. My scalp burned. My knees buckled under the pressure. I stared up at him, his face carved in stone, eyes glowing with a rage that had long since eclipsed reason.I swallowed hard, choking on the scream clawing at the back of my throat.His breath ghosted over my he looked furious. “You either strip… or I call the guards to do it for you, and believe me, Princess, they’d enjoy it a lot more than I would.” he said.The words stung like a slap, cutting deeper than his hands ever could. I felt the humiliation tighten around my throat like a noose. His sarcasm was sharp, cruel and deliberate. He wanted me to feel the weight of it.My hands trembled.But slowly… deliberately… I reached behind me and loosened the back of my dress. The fabric slipped from my shoulders. One layer… then another. Until the silk pooled around my an
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Chapter: Serve to the kingSelene’s POVThe iron door groaned open, two guards stepped in, flanking a stern-looking woman with sharp eyes and a braid of silver-streaked black hair tied so tightly. Without a word, they unlocked my chains, hauled me to my feet, and began marching me down the dim corridor.My legs trembled beneath me from the sick churn in my stomach. I knew exactly where I was going.The visit from the king earlier had confirmed it.Still, after a week in that cold, rat-infested cage, the air outside the dungeon felt almost heavenly. I could finally be able to breathe.We arrived in a room—elegant, warm, lit by golden candelabras with rose oil filling the air. A large wooden tub steamed gently in the center, already filled. Silken towels, oils, and strange silver combs lay beside it.I blinked at the absurdity. A bath?“Strip her,” the older woman commanded.I flinched, my hands instinctively wrapping around myself. The two younger maids moved with quiet precision. One loosened my hair. The other
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Chapter: Alpha Kael Draven Alpha Kael Draven POVVengeance was never a choice.It was forged in me the day my pack was slaughtered.I still remember the flames, the screams as I lay shackled, watching my world fall. My mother’s final cry echoes even now, etched into every breath I take. My father's roar of defiance as they cut him down. The soil beneath my feet, once sacred, turned black with ash and soaked in the blood of my people.Alpha Thorne Damaris.The revered tyrant of the Obsidian Claw Pack. Father to the Princess Selene. Respected by many. Feared by more.And the butcher who ended my childhood.He didn’t just kill my family. He didn’t just steal our land. He enslaved us. Took me, the only heir to the Nightfang Dominion, and dragged me through the mud. I was just sixteen when they chained me to the iron poles of his courtyard and whipped the name of my ancestors from my back with every strike of the lash. They beat us. Starved us. Broke us.They made our women scream in tents lined with silk and horror
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Chapter: Selene Demaris Selene Damaris;I curled into the corner of my cell, trying to make myself as small as possible. My knees were pressed tightly to my chest.The gown I once wore with pride—ivory silk stitched by the kingdom’s finest hands is now nothing but shredded gray fabric hanging off my body like a ghost of who I used to be. My feet are bare, bruised, and throbbing. And my hair, once brushed smooth by a dozen handmaidens, now hangs in tangled, greasy strands across my face.It’s been seven days since they threw me into this cold, forgotten place.Seven days since everything I knew was taken from me.I used to be Princess Selene Damaris of the Obsidian Claw Pack—the Alpha’s daughter. People bowed when I entered the room. No one dared to speak out of turn when I walked past. My father made sure of that. Alpha Thorne Damaris ruled without mercy, and I stood proudly in his shadow, untouchable. Unbreakable. Or so I thought.Now he’s gone. He was killed.Our kingdom has fallen.And the throne that sho
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