LOGINAt Ivy’s wedding to her fiancé James, Alexander, the ruthless Lycan King feared throughout the kingdom, storms in, tears her from the altar, and forces her to be his wife. Believing Ivy responsible for his fiancée’s death, he vows to make her pay. “You destroyed the love of my life,” he snarls. “So it’s only fair that I destroy yours.” --- However, as their marriage unfolds, Ivy looks nothing like the schemer Alexander expected. Her gaze is too clear, too steady. And the harder he tries to hate her, the more his actions betray him. When Ivy is publicly shamed at a royal banquet, Alexander is the last person she expects to defend her. “You’re my mate, little liar,” he growls. “No one gets to hurt what’s mine but me.” When Ivy struggles to afford her mother’s lifesaving surgery, she discovers Alexander has already covered the cost. When Ivy learns James, whom she once trusted with all her heart, betrayed her long before their wedding ceremony, Alexander should have relished watching her break. Instead, her enemy holds her together as she falls apart. Alexander blames it all on the mate bond. Anything but love. So why, when Ivy finally escapes him—when Alexander believes her dead and lost to him forever—does the monster who once ruled with an iron fist… kneel? --- Three years later, when Alexander finds Ivy alive, a little boy stands beside her. Ivy has built a life without him, and he can do nothing but wait outside her door like a supplicant, begging for a single glance. This time, he can no longer command Ivy to stay. This time, the choice is hers. If the Lycan King wants his Luna back, he’ll have to grovel and pray she chooses him.
View MoreIvy’s POVMy fingers hover over my phone screen, the cursor blinking back at me. I type the message for the fifth time, delete it again, and start over.I need to talk to you. Tonight. Please meet me in the library.I stare at the words, biting my lip. Too formal? Too abrupt? I don’t even know if he’ll read it. But the library… that’s Alexander’s space. I have seen him spend hours there. If there’s anywhere he’ll go, it’s there.Taking a deep breath, I hit send before I can overthink it again.The delivery confirmation pops up immediately. No read receipt. My heart twists. The thought of him ignoring me entirely stings more than it should.I shove my phone into my pocket and head to the kitchen. There’s too much to do to let myself spiral into doubt.Bella is already there, chopping vegetables for dinner, her brow furrowed in concentration. She glances up as I rummage through the pantry.“What are you doing?” she asks, setting the knife down.“Baking a cake,” I say, grabbing a bag of
Ivy’s POVI step into the quiet corridor of Alexander’s mother’s palace, a place that feels both eerie and melancholic. The air smells faintly of lavender, likely from the oils Emilia used to calm her frayed nerves.When I step inside the lounge, Emilia is crouched by a low table, carefully picking up strands of pearls that have spilled onto the floor.Alexander’s mother’s jewelry box lies open, its contents scattered like forgotten memories.“Did she do this?” I ask softly, stepping closer.Emilia doesn’t startle, though she must’ve heard me approach. She nods, her movements unhurried as she places the pearls back into the box.“Her Majesty enjoys playing with her jewels,” she says, her voice carrying a resigned fondness. “Sometimes, she fancies herself a child again.”I glance at the array of jewelry, but one piece catches my eye; a ring with a large, dull gemstone at its center. It looks... unremarkable, especially compared to the other glittering treasures.Emilia notices my gaze.
Third POVJoseph, the Chief Minister, steps into Prince Jacob’s lavish chamber with a stony expression on his face. His boots click sharply against the polished marble floor as he bows with measured respect."Your Highness," he begins, voice clipped. "I come seeking your counsel on a matter of grave importance."Jacob, lazily lounging in a high-backed chair near the fire, sets down his goblet without a care."Chief Minister," he greets, a slow smirk forming. "It’s rare for you to bring such urgency. Speak freely."James, now the prince’s constant advisor, sits casually on a nearby sofa. His eyes gleam with curiosity as he props his chin on one hand.The Chief Minister doesn’t waste time with pleasantries. "It’s about the King," he says, his voice tight. "His actions several days ago were a direct affront to me and to my position."The Minister’s hands clench briefly at his sides before he steadies himself."He stormed into my home uninvited. Injured my men. Humiliated me in front of m
Ivy’s POVThe wolf howls again, sharp and haunting.I’m running, feet pounding the ground, my breath ragged. The sound is close but when I reach it, there’s nothing. Just silence."Where are you?" I shout, my voice echoing back at me.Another howl, this one slicing through the quiet like a knife. It’s behind me now. I whirl around, my heart pounding so hard it feels like it might crack my ribs. The wolf’s cry is everywhere and nowhere all at once.Every time I get close, the sound vanishes, slipping through my fingers like smoke.Then I feel it—vibrating, like the hum of a storm brewing inside me. My chest tightens, and I press my hand to it, gasping. The sound… it’s not out there anymore. It’s here. Inside me.The realization hits like a lightning strike. My chest aches, hot and sharp, and I stumble back, clutching at my shirt. The howl echoes again, but this time, it’s my voice.My cry.My eyes snap open, and I’m gasping for air after the strange dream. I blink, disoriented, and tha






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