로그인Ember’s world shattered the moment she was ripped from her family—her mom, her brother—and sold to Alpha Thorne, the man who killed her father. Thrown into a harsh world full of pack politics and dangerous secrets, Ember’s only goal is to survive. But everything changes the day she meets Thorne. Their bond is electric, messy, and impossible to ignore, even if neither of them wants it. Alpha Thorne is tough and ruthless, but beneath all that is a man carrying his own scars and a fierce loyalty to his pack. Ember doesn’t trust him, and she sure as hell won’t bow to him. With rival Alphas scheming, betrayals waiting around every corner, and loved ones caught in the middle, Ember is forced to make a choice: protect the family she’s trying to rebuild, or give in to the one man she swore she’d never trust. Packed with loyalty, sacrifice, and a passion hotter than any war, this story is about survival, love, and finding where you truly belong—even when everything’s against you. And in the end, the biggest war Ember will face… is the one between love and revenge. *This book starts in first person, then shifts to third person from Chapter 7 on — opening up the world to reveal complex characters and their goals.
더 보기Ember woke with a gasp, her chest cold with sweat, Thorne was already on his feet, hurriedly pulling his trousers on as the screams continued, echoing through the night. “Fire!” Someone screamed again.Ember threw on her robe and rushed out, her feet hitting the cold floor. She caught up just as Thorne yanked open the door. In the hallway, Kaya and Ragnar were already there, Kaya looked in their direction, her eyes wide.“What’s happening?” Kaya asked, falling in step beside Ember.They didn’t need an answer. Smoke drifted in through the windows, stinging their nostrils. Down the east wing, flames licked the lower edge of the wall, but it was already dying down as dozens of servants and workers were there, dousing the last of it with buckets of water.One of the builders stood beside the mess with his arms folded, jaw tight as he observed the wall. “It was the torch holder,” he said loudly, like he wanted everyone to hear. “The design was unstable. The wood caught from the wind draf
Months later, Kaya lay her head on Ragnar’s chest, staring down the length of his lower body. He had been away in Silvercrest, sent to conquer and organize the remains of the territory for Alpha Thorne, who had claimed it and merged it with his own. Kaya had wanted to join him, or at least visit, but he insisted she stay behind.He’d been right. When he returned, he came home with so many wounds she wondered how he’d managed to survive at all. Matteo’s pack, what was left of it, hadn’t surrendered without a fight.After Matteo’s death, they tried to regroup and choose a new alpha. Since Matteo and Serene had produced no heir, chaos followed. They kept fighting among themselves until Ragnar arrived and took it in Thorne’s name.Ember had thrived. She transformed from the underfed, trafficked girl who had lost her family, to a strong, vocal Luna. The pack moved in tune with her, following her guidance like waves to the moon. She softened Thorne in a way that made him even stronger, and
Ember ran all the way to one of the guest rooms, her heart pounding. Killian tried, and failed, to warn her about overexerting herself.What now?The question kept reverberating in her head, all sorts of situations flashing through her mind, each worse than the last.She reached the door, her senses picking up Stella’s choked sobs. She pushed it open just as Ragnar and Kaya arrived as well, and there she saw Stella hunched over the bed, where a figure lay still. Gertrude.Her heart clenched even before the thought had fully formed.The pack doctor stood behind Stella, her gaze meeting Ember’s as she gave a small shake of her head.Gertrude was dead.But how? Why?Ember restrained herself from asking as Ragnar gathered his sister into his arms, comforting her with a stony expression on his face. He tried to stay strong, but his eyes betrayed him.They all stood in silence, Stella’s sobs piercing each and every heart.After Stella had been taken to a different room by Ragnar, Kaya stood
Ember held her breath. This was it, the moment that defined and crowned her decision to stay with Thorne and follow him. Not with violence, but peace. To show him that some apples did fall far from the tree.For so long, she had refused to see the darker side of her parents, instead dwelling on the false belief that Alpha Thorne, and Thorne alone, had been responsible for them losing their pack, their home, and their family.But her mother’s actions had proved otherwise. Going as far as nearly murdering her own daughter just to uphold a lie, even after being exposed and, ironically, shielded by Thorne’s mercy.Ember had done her best. Caden had tried to lead with violence but had seen her vision, and in his own way, had fought to prove he was worthy of reclaiming his birthright.Now, it all rested in Thorne’s hands.As she felt the steady rise and fall of his chest behind her, she sent a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess, that her mate would find it in his heart to be merciful, to be
As the sun rose higher, so did the heat. Kaya sat by Ember’s bed, cooling her by swinging a soft lace fan over the length of her body. Sweat gathered at Ember’s hairline, her lips were pale, the veins under her skin still a dull purple. Stella had left earlier to speak to Killian about her mother, G
Upon reaching Bloodveil, Caden wasted no time in running up the stairs to the master bedroom, with Stella behind him. Past the workers surprised at the sight of their large wolves running through the house. Their footsteps thundered against the polished wood, startled gasps echoing as staff pressed
Ragnar opened his eyes to a blur of brown and grey. And for a second, nothing made sense to him. Then it all rushed back.He sat up fast, pulling the bag off his head, his fingers brushing the dried blood on his face. His vision swam but he didn’t stop.He remembered everything clearly now. Chasing
Kaya opened her eyes to find herself stuffed inside some kind of rough bag and slung over a shoulder like cargo. Panic gripped her instantly. She thrashed and tried to scream, but a knot of fabric tied tightly over her mouth choked her sound. Her arms were bound tightly too. Her mind raced, why was
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