Bound to The Enemy of My Mate
She belongs to a wolf. She's married to the hunter.
To the world, Elira Malven is the villainess who stole a princess's betrothed. But her gilded marriage to the legendary war hero, Kael Rennar, is a cage, and her husband has a deadly secret: he is a Wolfhunter, the sworn enemy of her kind.
“Why?” The word was a crack in her composure. “Why did you push for this marriage? What do you want from me?”
He didn’t turn. A faint, hollow smile touched his lips.
“I don’t know why I insisted,” his voice was barely a breath. “I don’t know why I didn’t kill you the moment I suspected what you are.”
Her only hope seems to lie with Thane, her true mate, whose touch awakens a primal bond in a dusty library. But he is the one who shattered her heart.
“Then why leave?” she asked, raw and painful. “After I begged you—”
“Because I was protecting you!” The words tore from him. “You were nobility. The Wolfkiller's wife. And I— I was nobody.”
Torn between a hunter haunted by his mercy and a mate haunted by his sacrifice, Elira must choose: remain in a marriage built on a tragic mystery, or risk a love that demands a price neither of them may survive.
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Chapter: Chapter 152 THE CRACKS WIDENA week passed.The days in Stonehearth took on a strange rhythm. On the surface, everything looked normal. People worked the gardens, tended the forge, trained in the yard. Children laughed and ran through the square. The sun rose and set like it always did.But underneath, everyone felt it. The tension. The waiting. The secret that sat in the middle of everything like a stone in a stream, changing the flow of every conversation.Kael felt it most of all.He went through his days mechanically. He trained with Leo in the mornings. He ate meals in the guest house. He nodded to pack members who crossed his path. But his mind was never on any of it. His mind was always on the boy.Kieran.He had not seen him since that night. Elira made sure of it. Every time Kael walked through the square, someone was always between him and the royal quarters. A guard. A pack member. Sometimes Thane himself, standing like a wall of silent warning.But Kael still had the wooden wolf. He kept it in his poc
Last Updated: 2026-03-07
Chapter: Chapter 151 The Breaking PointQueen Lyra woke to screaming.She was out of bed before her eyes fully opened, her hand reaching for the knife she kept beside her sleeping mat. Rokan was already moving, his big body blocking the door as he checked for threats."Elira," Lyra breathed. The scream was her daughter's.They burst into the night. Torches were flaring to life across the square. People were running. Lyra's heart pounded as she pushed through the crowd, following the sound of her daughter's voice.She found Elira in the center of the square, her face white as bone. She was staring at something beyond the crowd. Lyra followed her gaze.Kael stood near the guest house. And beside him, small and still, wa
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Chapter: Chapter 150 The Weight of SecretThe morning air was cool. Corin stood at the edge of the training yard, watching the younger children practice. Her mind was not on them. It was on the boy in the guest house.Three days had passed since the encounter on the wall. Three days since she had watched her sister's face go pale at the sight of Kael holding Kieran in the dark. Three days of tension hanging over Stonehearth like a cloud that would not move.Her mother, Queen Lyra, had given her a task."Show the prince around. Let him see our home. Let him see that we are people, not monsters." Corin understood the strategy. Make the boy comfortable, and he would be less likely to cause trouble. Make him an ally, and they might learn things about the capital.Corin was no
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Chapter: CHapter 149 The Wall BetweenThe council meeting lasted longer than Kael expected. Queen Lyra asked sharp questions about the capital, about the King's health, about the Regency Council's true intentions. Kael answered with careful honesty. He did not lie. He also did not tell everything. Lyra's eyes missed nothing, but she did not push.Prince Leo sat quietly through it all. He spoke when spoken to. He did not fidget. Kael noticed the boy's eyes kept moving to Corin, who sat near the back of the room. Corin was watching Leo too. A small, strange thing. Two young people in a room full of wolves and politics.When the meeting ended, the sun was low. Lyra said they would talk more in the coming days. For now, the prince would rest, and Kael would be shown to the guest house properly.Kael walked back through the
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Chapter: Chapter 148 The ArrivalThe forest road was quiet. Too quiet. Kael rode at the front of his column, his eyes moving over the trees. He saw no guards. He heard no warnings. But he felt it. The weight of being watched. The back of his neck prickled. Beside him, Prince Leo was silent on his horse. The boy had not spoken much for the last hour.“Stay close,” Kael said, his voice low. “Do not look afraid. Look straight ahead.”Leo gave a small nod. He was trying to be brave. Kael knew the feeling.They rounded a bend in the road, and the trees fell away. There it was.Stonehearth.The walls were high and solid, made of grey stone fitted together by skilled hands. They were not the rough walls of a fort, but the finished walls of a town that meant to stay. Smoke rose from several chimneys inside. The gates were made of heavy, dark timber, banded with iron. And they were open.That was the first message. We are not hiding.The second message was in the path that led from the open gates to a large wooden hall. On bo
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Chapter: Chapter 147 Echoes from StonesIn Stonehearth, peace was a daily practice. Elira’s mornings now began not with running, but with ruling. The ledger on her desk listed numbers: grain stored, timber cut, requests from human traders in nearby villages. The title of Princess was not a glittering crown. It was a heavy job. The safety and food for every person inside the walls depended on her choices.She pressed her fingers to her temple. A faint, wrong-feeling vibration buzzed at the edge of her mind, where her soul was tied to Thane’s. It was her own worry, leaking through.As if he felt it, Thane walked into their room. He carried two mugs of pine-needle tea. He set one before her, his fingers brushing her hand. The buzzing feeling calmed a little, just from him being near.“The east fence is stro
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
He is.... Not Him
First love is supposed to fade. Yours became an obsession. Liam Thorne was everything to you—his warmth, his kindness, his adorable quirks. You risked it all and confessed, only for him to break your heart with three devastating words: "This is my girlfriend."
Ten years later, you've painstakingly rebuilt your life, securing a prestigious job at the Aethelgard Corporation in the gleaming city of Aethelburg. But on your first day, your past walks through the door. There he is, your first love, now your cold, demanding boss who treats you like a total stranger.
Blinded by a decade of pain, you unleash your fury on him… until a shocking revelation changes everything. The man in front of you isn't Liam. He's his older brother, and your fresh start just became a beautiful, complicated nightmare.
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Chapter: Chapter 70 Goodbye My First LoveMy heart was a wild flutter in my chest, a frantic, joyful rhythm against the boning of my dress. I took a final, steadying breath in the bridal suite, my gaze lingering on my reflection—a woman on the brink of her forever.The door opened and Liam Thorne slipped in, looking dazzlingly handsome in his tuxedo."What are you doing here?" I asked, a playful smile gracing my lips. "Shouldn't you be with Chloe? Or at the altar?""Duh," he said with a warm chuckle. "Where on earth does a groom come to his bride's room right before the ceremony? It's bad luck. I'm here to see you."He walked over, his eyes sweeping over me w
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Chapter: Chapter 69 The Wedding of The Year"Even then, a part of me knew. I truly mean it when I say I think you did it just because you wanted to play with me, but you didn't know how to ask. You only knew how to demand attention. So I thought about it all over again during this recent incident. Your methods were... destructive. But the root of it was the same. A desperate, misplaced want."Julian looked down at the rich soil, his brother's perception striking a chord so deep it was painful. He had never allowed himself to see his own actions that way."It goes the same for the recent incident between us," Liam said, his voice gentle. "I was angry at you. For using her. For hurting her with your game. For thinking you could win a
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Chapter: Chapter 68 The New CanvasA profound sense of peace settled over Liam after Evelyn left. It wasn't the peace of getting what he had once thought he wanted; it was the deeper, more satisfying peace of things being set right. The tangled knot of a decade had finally been loosened. His heart felt light and clear, and for the first time, it knew exactly where it needed to go.He didn't go home. He drove across the city, his destination clear. He parked a block away from the small, independent gallery Chloe managed, needing a moment to gather his thoughts under the blanket of the night sky.He wasn't coming to her out of guilt or because he had no other choice. He was coming to her with a heart that was finally, completely open. Evelyn had been a beautiful, painful dream he had to wake up from. But Chloe… Chloe was the steady, warm reality waiting for him.The gallery was dark except for a soft light emanating from the back studio. Through the glass door, he could see her silhouette mo
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Chapter: Chapter 67 The ReturnThe night air was cool against my flushed skin as I stood outside the familiar, imposing apartment door. My heart was a frantic drum against my ribs, a mix of terror and exhilarating certainty. I raised a trembling hand and pressed the doorbell.Inside, Julian was drowning. An empty bottle of expensive Bordeaux sat on the coffee table beside a half-full glass. He was sprawled on his sofa, still in his work clothes, his tie loosened and his hair disheveled. The television was on, but he wasn't watching it. He was staring at the ceiling, trying and failing to numb the relentless ache in his chest with the wine. Sleep was a forgotten luxury; his only solace was the blessed blurring of the ed
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Chapter: Chapter 66 Wedding DressSix months later…The room was decorated in a theme of pristine white. The scent of fresh flowers filled the air, dominated by the deep, romantic fragrance of roses—my favorite—their crimson hue a stark, beautiful contrast against the white walls and flowing curtains. I stood before a huge, floor-to-ceiling mirror, my breath catching in my throat.The mirror reflected a figure I barely recognized. The white wedding dress was perfection itself, hugging my curves in all the right places before flowing out into a graceful train. It was elegant, timeless, and utterly breathtaking. I looked… outstanding. A bride in every sense of the word.
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Chapter: Chapter 65 The Father of ThornesThe Thorne family residence was not a home; it was a museum of cold, impeccable taste. Every piece of furniture was placed with geometric precision, every surface gleamed under the soft, recessed lighting, and the silence was so profound it felt like a physical presence. I stood in the vast, minimalist dining room, feeling like a misplaced, breathing exhibit.Chairman Thorne sat at the head of a long, obsidian table that could easily seat twenty. He did not rise when I was shown in. He merely gestured with a slow, deliberate hand to the single place setting directly to his right. The distance between us felt both intimate and infinite.“Ms. Sharpe,” he said by way of greeting.
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The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me
“It’s still her.” Three words. That was all it took for the carefully constructed world of my last five years to shatter into dust at my feet. Zane didn’t even have the decency to look away as he said it. For twenty years, I had been the third wheel. The reliable shadow to Jovienne’s brilliant sun. I had buried my own feelings for Zane so deep I almost forgot they existed, only daring to dig them up and confess them after Jovi had left the country and broken his heart. We built a life. A marriage. I truly believed, in my foolish, hopeful heart, that it was my happy ending. Now Jovienne was back, and the illusion was gone. The love of my life saw me only as a consolation prize. As my world collapses, the last person I expect comfort from is her husband—a man as cold and polished as he is powerful. Vance sees the same betrayal in my eyes that he sees in his wife's. Leaning in, his voice a dangerous whisper, he proposed the unthinkable: "They are living in the past. Let's be each other's revenge. What do you say, Nerissa?" I should avoid at all costs. It was a game that could burn our broken worlds to the ground. But as I looked into his eyes and saw the same raw, humiliating betrayal reflected back at me, the answer poised on my lips wasn't "no." It was a terrifying, thrilling question. “What,” I whispered, my voice steadier than I felt, “did you have in mind?”
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Chapter: Chapter 19 The PressureNerissa had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Zane's face at the stave church—the pure joy of explaining something beautiful. Then she saw him on the phone through the wall, stressed, worried. Then she saw Vance by the fire, his voice low:"I'm asking you not to throw him a rope."She woke before dawn and lay still, listening. Through the thin cabin walls, she heard Zane moving. Papers shuffling. A frustrated sigh. Then the creak of a chair as he sat down to work.He's already started, she thought.He doesn't even know what he's up against.The mo
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Chapter: Chapter 18 The EchoesThe cursor kept blinking on Nerissa's phone, unanswered. She'd left Vance's message on read—"Final reports attached. We control the story tomorrow. Personal feelings can't matter. Reply to confirm."—and hadn't replied.She fell asleep with the phone in her hand, the blinking cursor eventually timing out to darkness.Morning came grey and cold. The frozen lake outside her cabin window reflected a sky heavy with unshed snow. Nerissa dressed carefully, armor in place. When she checked her phone, there was no follow-up from Vance. Just the unanswered message, hanging there like an accusation.Personal feelings can't matter.She wondered if he actually believed that, or if he just needed to.------Next Morning - The Stave ChurchThe morning's scheduled visit was to a historic stave church, one of the few remaining in Norway. Dark wood, soaring roofs, dragons' heads curling from the peaks—it looked like something from a myth.Liam was thrilled."My grandfather loves preservation projects.
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Chapter: Chapter 17 The Ghost We CarryThe door clicked shut, and Zane was alone again.He sat on the edge of the bed, the room still dark. Jovi had left before sunrise, slipping out like a ghost. But her words stayed, hanging in the air.“Vance wants a divorce. Now that I’m pregnant. He says he can’t stand the reminder.”Zane didn’t feel relieved. He didn’t feel happy. He just felt… heavy. That baby was his. His mistake. His responsibility.He dressed slowly, each piece of clothing feeling like it weighed too much.Later that morning, the breakfast was awkward.Nerissa watched from her table, coffee going cold in her hand.Zane was doing everything right—pulling out Jovi’s chair, pouring her water before she asked, leaning in when she spoke. But it looked forced. Like he was following a script.Vance sat at the head of the table, reading something on his phone. Or pretending to. His eyes kept lifting, scanning the room. Watching.Liam Harrington, the young guy from the family funding this whole trip, was talking about Nor
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Chapter: Chapter 16 The Freezing StormThe door to the big cabin closed. Vance and Jovi were inside. A fire was going, but the room felt cold.Vance looked at his wife."You did it," he said. His voice was flat. "You booked the rooms. You put them in separate cabins. That was a small, mean thing to do. Were you planning to walk over to his cabin at night? Since he's the father?"Jovi looked shocked that he said it out loud. Then she tried to look strong."What about you?" she asked. "Her cabin is all by itself. Are you going to go comfort her? Or is it you who needs comfort?""I might," Vance said, not changing his expression. "At least she is clear about what she wants."His words hurt her in a place she didn't expect. The act fell apart. Real tears came to her eyes."You never loved me," she said, her voice shaking. "Not ever. And now you look at her. My friend. You look at her like--""Like what, Jovi?" he cut in, his voice lower now. "Tell me something. When you got into her bed with her husband, what did you think she
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: Chapter 15 The Business TravelThree days after I put the contract in front of Zane, a courier delivered a sealed envelope to my office. Inside was a single sheet of paper. The signed signature page. Zane’s familiar, loose handwriting was at the bottom.He had taken the deal.I filed the paper without feeling anything. It wasn’t a win. It was a step in a plan.That evening, I was in my apartment, trying to eat some toast I didn’t want, when my phone rang on the counter. The screen lit up with a name I knew by heart, a name I hadn’t seen call me in weeks: JOVI.I stared at it. The last time she called me, we were planning a birthday party for Zane. I let it ring three times, then swiped to answer. I didn’t say anything.“I hope you’re happy.” Her voice was quiet, but it vibrated with a clean, cold anger I’d never heard from her before. The sweet, breathy tone was gone.“You boxed him in. You knew he couldn’t say no after I put my name on the line for him.”“It was a standard project contract,” I said, my voice flat.
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Chapter: Chapter 14 The Professional KillThe printed email sat on my keyboard. I picked it up. The words were careful, but the meaning was clear. Chen was trying to cause doubt. He was trying to hurt the project, and to hurt me.The handwritten question mark at the bottom was the only note. It wasn't an order. It was a test.I didn't feel mad. I felt clear. This was an attack on my work. On the one thing I had left.I didn't go to Vance. I didn't talk to Chen. I opened a new email.I wrote to the Legal and Compliance department. I copied Vance and the two board members Chen had written to. I said I had found this email during my work. I said while I was sure it was just a misunderstanding, I believed in being totally clear. I was sending it to them to make sure all talks about the project were correct and followed the rules.I attached Chen's email. I read my words again. They were good. They made me look like a good employee protecting the company, not someone attacking a co-worker. I hit send.Two hours later, Lydia from V
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