THE ALPHA’S DEBT
Ten years of devotion. Two years of a hollow marriage. One night to break it all.
Lanka Monroe was a stray, a broken pup rescued from the dirt and raised within the cold, prestigious walls of the Wolfe Crest Estate. For a decade, he worshipped the man who saved him—Andrew Wolfe, the lethal, untouchable Alpha of the North. But the hero of Lanka’s youth became the tyrant of his adulthood.
To the pack, Lanka is the seductive social climber who drugged the Alpha to secure a mating bond. To Andrew, Lanka is a stain on his reputation, a burden to be endured until his "true" match returns.
When Andrew’s old flame, Serena, reappears to reclaim her throne, the fragile peace shatters. Lanka is tired of being the ghost in the hallways. He’s ready to tear the ancestral earrings from his flesh and walk out of the estate with his pride intact. But as he hands over the divorce papers, a dark secret in the Wolfe bloodline comes to light.
Andrew doesn’t just want a mate anymore—he needs a donor. And suddenly, the Alpha who wouldn't touch Lanka is the one pinning him to the bed, demanding the very pup he once forbade.
In a world of ancient pack laws and silver-tongued lies, Lanka must decide: Will he remain a sacrificial lamb for the Wolfe family, or will he let the bond burn to ashes to find his own freedom?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4The dismissal in his tone made it impossible to swallow. It was more than insulting; it was pathetic.My eyes burned with a cold, sharp fury. "Yes, I wanted a pup once. I wanted a family with you. But now? Not a chance in hell. I’m young, Andrew. Why would I throw my life away to bear an heir for a cold-blooded relic like you? I’m not playing games. I am done. I want the divorce.""Divorce?" He let out a dry, humorless bark of a laugh. "You screw up my life, trash my gifts, and then try to use a split as a threat? Don’t forget how you clawed your way into the title of Andrew Wolfe’s mate. You haven't earned the right to even speak about leaving."He didn't find it funny; he looked murderous. A vein throbbed in his temple as he gripped my chin, his voice a low command. "Take it back.""Or what? I’ll spit in your face and we can see if you can take that back," I snarled, locking eyes with him.In the distance, the glare of approaching headlights cut through the dark, illuminating my ash
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3The cabin of the Bentley felt like a cage, the air thick with the scent of an agitated Alpha. Andrew’s eyes were golden whirlpools of lethal intent, his pupils blown wide as he loomed over me."Repeat that," he growled, his voice a vibration that rattled my very bones. "Say those words again, Lanka."Before everything fell apart, I had always called him "Andy." It was a name from our childhood, back when I thought he was my protector. But after the night of the scandal, he had forbidden it. He didn't want the intimacy of a nickname from a "social climber" like me. It was a bitter irony; as his mated spouse, I was supposed to be his equal, yet I was only now finding the nerve to use his full name.I met his predatory stare, my heart hammering against my ribs, but my voice didn't waver."I said, Andrew Wolfe, I want a divorce. Break the bond."The world tilted. Before I could even blink, he had hauled me across his lap. I gasped as two sharp, stinging swats landed against my backside. T
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2The sight of them standing shoulder-to-shoulder sent a frost through my veins that no wolf’s fever could thaw. I finally understood why Andrew hadn’t even flinched when I threatened to break our bond back at the estate. Why would he care about a stray when his True Mate—the one the pack actually wanted—had finally come home?Andrew strode toward me, his golden eyes scanning my pallid face. He tracked the scent of my distress, his brow furrowing. "You look like you’re about to shift out of season, Lanka. Are you ill?"Serena Wolfe followed him, her hand reaching out to clasp mine with a practiced, sisterly concern. "Your skin is like ice, Lanka. Please, don’t tell me you’ve misunderstood. Today is my birth-dawn, and after four years in the Northern Territories, my family insisted on a Moon-Feast. I had a sudden spell after the ceremony, so Andrew had to bring me to the Silverline."I jerked my hand back so violently her fingers were left grasping at nothing. I saw Andrew’s gaze darken,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1The elders always claimed a wolf is most vulnerable to a mate’s plea when the moon is high and the heat of the bond is still simmering in his veins.After a frantic, bone-deep coupling that left the room smelling of cedar and musk, I lay spent against Andrew’s chest. My skin was still flushed, my breath hitching as I looked up at the man who held my leash. I reached out a trembling hand, my voice raspy.“Where is my Moon-Bond gift, Andrew?”Unlike my disheveled state—bare-chested and marked by his teeth—Andrew Wolfe looked as if he hadn't just spent the last hour claiming me. He was already pulling on his dark shirt, his movements precise, the silver buttons catching the light. Only his collar was open, revealing the sharp, lethal line of his throat.His eyes, those deep-set golden orbs, were cold again, shuttered behind a wall of Alpha discipline. It was hard to reconcile this stoic commander with the beast who, moments ago, had pinned my wrists to the headboard and driven into me wi
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