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I married the most feared Alpha in the North for one reason—a contract. Kael Draven was ruthless, powerful, and the man my family had every reason to fear. To him, I was nothing more than the daughter of his enemy, a bride he could use to fulfill his revenge. Our marriage was never supposed to become love. But somewhere between stolen glances, heated arguments, forbidden touches, and nights when hatred began to feel dangerously close to desire, I fell for the man who was supposed to destroy me. Then I discovered the truth behind our marriage. And I ran. Five years later, I had built a life far away from the Alpha who once owned my heart—with one secret I had protected all these years. A daughter. His daughter. When Kael finally finds me, the man standing before me is no longer the Alpha I remember. He's a father who never knew his child existed. A man demanding answers. And the only person I swore I would never love again. But some bonds cannot be broken—not even by distance, betrayal, or five years of silence. Because I may have escaped the Alpha once. This time, I'm not sure my heart will let me run.

Hindi ko kailanman hiniling na magkaroon ng bagong pamilya. Pero nang pakasalan ng nanay ko ang isang makapangyarihang lalaki, wala akong ibang choice kundi ang lumipat sa Blackwood mansion at tanggapin ang bagong buhay na hindi ko naman pinili. Kasama roon si Ronan Blackwood. Cold. Arrogant. Untouchable. At ang anak ng lalaking pinakasalan ng nanay ko. My stepbrother. Sa simula, madali lang ang lahat. Tinanggap ko ang bagong pamilya ko. Tinanggap ko ang bahay. Tinanggap ko si Ronan bilang kapatid. Or at least, iyon ang pilit kong pinaniniwalaan. Dahil habang tumatagal, mas nagiging mahirap hindi mapansin ang paraan ng pagtingin niya sa akin. Ang mga sandaling masyadong tahimik. Ang mga pagtatalo na parang may ibang dahilan. Ang selos na wala naman siyang karapatang maramdaman. At ang mga gabing pareho naming pinipiling kalimutan kinabukasan. Paulit-ulit kong sinasabi sa sarili ko na kapatid ko siya. Hanggang sa isang araw, hindi ko na kayang magsinungaling sa sarili ko. Hindi siya ang kapatid ko. At hindi ko na kayang marinig siyang tawagin akong ganoon. “Don't call me sister.” Dahil kapag tinawag niya akong kapatid, para bang pinipilit niyang kalimutan namin ang bagay na pareho naming alam. Na may namamagitan sa amin. Isang bagay na mali. Isang bagay na hindi dapat umiral. At isang bagay na maaaring tuluyang sumira sa pamilyang pareho naming ayaw mawala. Pero paano kung sa pagitan ng tama at mali… mas pinili kong maging mali?