登入"Hatred barely scratches the surface of the disgust I feel for you, human. Why did the Moon Goddess mate you to me?" He gripped my jaw tightly, forcing me to meet his terrifying red-eye gaze as his hands explored my bare boobs, sending shivers down my spine. "I... I will gladly accept your rejection, Master. Please recite it once again," I stammered, struggling to hold back my tears. He scoffed, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered in a surprisingly soothing voice, "Over my dead body will I free you from my bondage, little fairy." From the moment Olena was born, she faced hatred from her family, the only human among the Crescent Pack. Her father hid her away, treating her as a slave, while her silver hair marked her as a mystery. With a cruel stepmother and a spiteful stepsister who wants everything she has, her childhood crush rejected and betrayed her by marking her stepsister. What could be worse than being sold as a commodity to the most brutal, ruthless, and cursed Lycan King ever to exist? Abraham, The Two-Times Cursed Lycan despises the concept of "fated mates" and loathes weakness in any form. Yet, there is something about Olena that he cannot ignore. Despite his hatred and the dark secrets he harbors, Abraham finds himself drawn to her in ways he doesn’t understand. But when a shocking truth is revealed, Abraham discovers that Olena isn’t human, she possess strong abilities and this changes everything. Will Abraham overcome the forces that threaten to tear them apart? Or will the reappearance of Olena’s childhood crush, who now wants her back, shatter everything? CONTENT warning!!! This book contains graphic sexual scenes, explicit language, violence, and disturbing themes that may be triggering to some readers. Strictly 18+.
查看更多Charles and his assistant, Connor, seated quietly beside him, shrugged his black suits and bowed their heads in respect to the Wills family. His movements were polished, every gesture carrying that calm elegance he was known for.“I came in honor of reminding you about the occasion coming up next week,” Charles said, his voice even and refined, though his eyes flickered with a hint of apology. “Mind my manners, I know I shouldn’t be the one here.”Chloe and Selene exchanged a quick glance before shaking their heads.“Oh no, it’s perfectly fine,” Selene said warmly, her lips curling into a welcoming smile. She gestured toward the dishes spread out before him.“Please, have a taste. Make yourself at home.” Chloe nodded absently, though her mind wasn’t on the conversation. A strange thought slipped into her mind, what if she tried to seduce Charles? If she could marry him, she’d leave this place behind and live in the same kingdom as Olena. The idea burned in her chest. She couldn’t sta
Charles blinked, his jaw dropping. “What?” he barked, disbelief tearing through his voice.Umbriel’s lips trembled as if every word cut her own tongue. “You heard me,” she whispered, her chest heaving. “She’s both a witch… and a werewolf.”Charles straightened, the corners of his mouth twitching with a wicked grin. His eyes gleamed, hungry, like he’d just stumbled upon treasure. He could almost taste the opportunity burning in the air, to take her powers. The thought of her becoming the future Queen of the kingdom had gnawed at his pride.“But why would the Moon Goddess do such a cruel thing?” Charles asked, confusion twisting across his face.Umbriel’s hand trembled as she lowered the calabash onto the red cloth spread over the wooden floor. The dull thud echoed in the room like a final judgment. “She’s impartial,” she muttered bitterly. “Placing the kingdom in the hands of a little girl… it’s nothing less than a slap to the face.”Charles leaned forward, eyes narrowing. “So we can’t
Olena yanked the bat from Rubbie’s grip and flung it across the ground with a sharp clatter.“Hey!” Rubbie snapped, her face twisting with anger. Without thinking, she swung her palm across Olena’s cheek, the slap snapping her head to the side.For a heartbeat, silence. Then Olena slowly turned her head back, her eyes glinting. A scoff slipped past her lips.In the next instant, she shoved Rubbie backward, knocking her flat onto the floor. Olena straddled her waist, pinning her down as her hand came crashing across her face.Smack.“Help!” Rubbie shrieked, but each cry only earned her another slap.Smack. Smack.Olena’s strikes grew harder, fiercer, until the sound echoed in the air. Blood burst from Rubbie’s nose, smearing down her lips, her screams dissolving into choked sobs as Olena’s hand kept finding her face. “Olena, that’s enough!” Zinnia’s voice shook as she wrestled Ava to the ground, locking her arms so she couldn’t move.Ava thrashed beneath her grip, teeth bared. Zinnia’
Olena sat on the cold cement stone just outside the castle walls, the air was filled with the scent of pine drifting from the forest nearby. Her fingers idly plucked a small wildflower that pushed through the ground at her feet. She twirled its fragile stem as Kane’s voice filled the silence.“Do you know,” Kane leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, his eyes on her, “I was the first person to find out he’s your mate?”Her spine straightened at once. The flower froze in her hand as she turned to him, disbelief flashing across her face. “What?” she whispered, her voice rang out faster than she intended.Kane lifted his palms, a faint smile tugging at his lips as if to calm her. “Relax. I’m not a bad person. I don’t see anything wrong with it.”Olena let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. She dropped her gaze back to the flower, brushing the petals with her thumb, as if the little bloom could anchor her restless thoughts.“It was only a matter of time before it slipp
OLENAI sat quietly, watching the tension between Ronan and Abraham. The way they stared at each other with a stern look on their faces, their eyes were far from blinking as it felt like the whole room had been pulled tight on a string. Ronan finally spoke, his tone clipped, suggesting they talk br
OLENAThe restaurant felt colder the moment we stepped inside, so Abraham draped his suit over my shoulders without a word, the faint scent of his cologne clinging to the fabric and warming me more than the cloth itself. The place was dim and hushed, a private VVIP room meant for only us, the sile
Rubbie’s eyes widened as she dragged her gaze from Morgan’s messy hair down to her wrinkled dress. Her lips twisted in a mocking curve.“You can’t be serious… and why do you look like you haven’t slept?” she asked, folding her arms and tilting her head.Morgan’s jaw was clenched. She shoved her arm
MORGAN“She… she got her wolf back?” I blurted, springing to my feet, the words crashing out of me before I could stop them.I felt shame burning in my throat, remembering how I’d cried like a fool earlier. My eyes still ached as I felt swollen, and sweat clung to my forehead. I dragged my palm acr
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