Novels by Zamy

"Shut up," I hissed, bringing my face right up to his.My eyes turned completely black, my wolf demanding blood."Listen to me carefully, little brother. Because I am not going to repeat myself.""What are you talking about? It's because of Harper, isn't it?!" Michael let out a nervous laugh, though his pupils were dilated with absolute panic. "You went crazy up on that stage. She's just a starving Omega. She's my woman, Dylan. I've been fucking her in secret for three years. Now you want her?"The punch I delivered to his stomach knocked the wind right out of him.Michael fell to his knees, groaning, clutching his belly as he tried to breathe.I grabbed him by his brown hair, forcing him to look up at me."Call her your woman again and I will rip your tongue out with a bite," I warned him, my voice vibrating with the power of a Royal Alpha. "She is nothing to you. She never was.""It's... it's just a tantrum..." Michael managed to stammer, a string of saliva falling from his lip. "To

The clinking of silverware against porcelain was drilling into my ears.I glanced out of the corner of my eye toward the far end of the table.Harper was there, sitting next to her mother, cutting her meat with a slowness that grated on my nerves.She wasn't looking at me.She hadn't spared me a single glance since she sat down.She had completely erased me.It was as if I were a damn ghost in my own dining room."So, Dylan, my love," Vanessa reached out and stroked my arm with her acrylic nails, "I was thinking that tomorrow we can order the red silk arrangements for our suite. The East Wing suite is perfect, isn't it?""It's the largest room in the house," my father, Darius, replied, pouring himself more wine. "It belongs to the heir. Now that Harper is settled in the guest wing, that space is yours."I gripped my fork so tightly that the metal subtly bent under my hand.Harper didn't even blink.She just kept chewing, elegant, cold, with that damn smug smile floating on her lips.S

POV: DYLAN VOLKOVWhen I let go of Harper's chin in that cold room and walked toward the exit, I felt like I was ripping my heart out of my chest with my own hands.The pain of having had to verbally reject Harper in front of the entire pack was a torture that almost made me lose my temper.Lying to my own mate's face, humiliating her publicly to maintain a farce before my father, was like driving a silver dagger straight into my heart.The Moon Goddess was playing the greatest and most twisted of her jokes on me."What the hell did you do?!" the roar of my wolf raged against the walls of my mind. "She is our mate! You treated her like she was fucking trash in front of everyone!""Shut up!" I answered internally, clenching my fists inside my jacket pockets as I walked down the hallway. "I had to break her heart to save her life. I had no other damn choice."The truth burned my insides. I was tied to Vanessa by a damn agreement my father had signed years ago.Vanessa's father controlle

I ignored the cries and planted myself directly and firmly in front of Dylan, brushing aside Vanessa's horrified look with disgust. I locked my eyes onto my stepbrother's stormy greys and, losing my balance from the pain in my ankle, I fell to my knees in front of him.Dylan remained motionless, his eyes locked onto mine, his jaw clenched so tightly that the muscles in his neck strained like ropes.I looked up at the future Alpha and, with a voice that was not my own, I sentenced before the entire pack:"Mate... My mate."Shit. I had really said that in front of the entire crowd."Harper... what... what have you said?" my mother choked out a cry, covering her mouth.On the other hand, Vanessa opened her mouth, scandalized, looking at Dylan and then at me as if I were a cockroach.Darius lowered the microphone, his face transfigured by confusion and budding fury. "Harper! What on earth does this mean? Dylan...".Dylan didn't blink; he simply looked down at me, clenching his fists, as t

Hearing that growl, my wolf gave me one last cognitive push, whispering something into my mind that left me completely frozen."Harper! Careful! He's not just any wolf... He is a powerful Alpha!"I ran out of air, processing the magnitude of the disaster. Was my mate a pure-lineage alpha?I waited, my heart pounding in my ears, for him to approach me, to claim me, as any wolf would have done. But contrary to what was going through my head, the man abruptly broke eye contact.He let go of my waist and took a step back, breaking the electric current that connected us."You are confused, little pup," he said, his voice loaded with contempt. "I am nothing to you."Those words left me completely frozen. But when I tried to sit up to face him, the pain in my ankle betrayed me and I had to prop myself up firmly with my elbows against the padded bench, looking at him with pure incredulity and rage.The man said nothing more; he only gave me one last rigid look, nodded to himself as if he had

POV: HARPER ROLLINS"You look beautiful, Harper," my mother whispered, adjusting the collar of my dress. "Fifteen years on the run... but today we present ourselves before the royal pack. Today we stop being mere refugees.""I know."My mind, however, was elsewhere. It was on him. Michael.For three long years, I had been secretly dating Michael, the son of my mother's fiancé and the current Alpha of the royal pack.The plan was perfect: before the royal presentation, we would tell the world that the young Alpha would choose a banished Omega as his Luna."Today the Moon Goddess will unite us as mates," I repeated in my anxious mind.I looked at myself in the mirror one last time and, with my heart in my throat, I walked down the stairs toward the main hall of the Alpha mansion.The atmosphere was a whirlwind of golden lights, classical music, and the thick scent of hundreds of high-lineage wolves.Everything was perfect.But as soon as my feet touched the floor of the hall, an icy pan