登入I was an old-fashioned human woman who gave everything to my werewolf husband, Alpha Garrick Thornvale. I saved my innocence for our wedding night, foolishly believing a powerful shifter would value a sacred bond. But Garrick shattered my heart, betraying our vows with a young pack admirer. Devastated and burning for vengeance, I decided to strike back where it hurts most. An eye for an eye. Enter Ronan Graywolf. He is Garrick's closest ally, a ruthless six-foot-six werewolf enforcer with a dark past and a frozen pocket watch that stopped the moment of his first kill. Ronan is everything my husband is not: dominant, protective, and intensely hungry for my plus-size curves. What starts as a single night of raw, forbidden revenge at the Mooncrest Lodge quickly spirals into an addictive game of passion and pack politics. As Ronan wraps his purple-leathered forearms around me and claims my body, the boundaries between vengeance and true desire begin to blur. But in the savage wolf territory of Blackridge Falls, betraying an Alpha carries a deadly price. Will my quest for retribution destroy us both, or will I find my true destiny in the arms of the beast who makes me forget my husband's name?
查看更多Brielle Ashford POV"You are a terrible liar, wolf," I mutter to myself, tossing my glowing screen onto the plush cushions of the sofa.The silence inside the Ashford Cottage stretches thin and mocking as the afternoon shadows grow longer over Oakridge Village. I stand alone in the kitchen, my five-foot, plus-size frame swaying with a heavy, restless energy that leaves my palms damp. I spent the last three hours at the village square market buying fresh cuts of deer meat and wild mountain herbs, preparing to cook Garrick's absolute favorite meal because of the stiff promise he made this morning. Yet every five minutes, my eyes dart right back to the dark screen of my phone. No notifications flash. No mind-links hit my brain.Why the hell am I waiting for Ronan Graywolf to send me a message? The raw realization makes my stomach twist with a toxic mixture of frustration and bitter self-loathing. I am a human wife married to a powerful werewolf alpha, yet my mind is completely consumed b
Brielle Ashford POV"I came by to snag a free morning meal. You do not mind sharing your food, do you, Brielle?"Ronan Graywolf's deep baritone cuts through the dense silence of the dining room. Garrick doesn't have any other close allies within the inner circle of the Thornvale Wolf Pack, and only Ronan would dare to walk into the alpha's den unannounced and act this casual.Without waiting for me to give him permission, Ronan reaches over my shoulder, his large, muscular hand wrapping around my fork. His dark skin and the thick purple linen wraps covering his forearm brush against my cheek as he effortlessly slides the plate of roasted boar toward himself.Garrick shifts his heavy frame in his chair, throwing a sharp, golden-eyed glare across the table. "Those belong to my wife, Ronan.""Oh, is that so? My mistake, Brielle." Ronan chuckles darkly, flipping the fork in his hand and extending it back toward me.His dark eyes lock onto mine, full of heavy subtext from the filth we shar
Brielle Ashford POV"You think this is a joke, don't you?" I say, trying to force a laugh to mask the reckless tremor in my breath.Ronan Graywolf doesn't answer immediately. He watches me from the tangled sheets of the Mooncrest Lodge, a wicked, knowing smirk pulling at his lips. My skin is sweating, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped beast as I play the part of a cold, experienced seductor. I need him to think I do this all the time so he doesn't see the raw desperation bleeding through my pores. But he is a wolf; he smells the lies on me."I need to get out of here before the sun hits the trees," I mutter, throwing my legs over the edge of the mattress. My five-foot, plus-size body shivers as the chilly mountain air hits my bare skin."Let me drive you back to the village," Ronan rumbles, his deep voice sliding down my spine.He stands up from his side of the bed, his massive six-foot-six frame completely naked. He turns his back to me to grab his trousers, and that i
Brielle Ashford POV"Get your hands off me right now," I gasp, but the words melt into a needy whimper against his skin.Ronan Graywolf doesn't listen to my human protests. His massive hand slides up the hem of my skirt, his dark skin contrasting sharply against my pale thigh. He pushes the fabric all the way up to my waist, his thick fingers digging into my plush, plus-size curves with a feral intensity.I instinctively try to snap my knees together to block him, but his massive, muscular thigh wedges between mine before I can even blink. He pins me down under his six foot six frame, his weight crushing me into the mattress of the Mooncrest Lodge. He storms my mouth with a fierce, possessive kiss that tastes of expensive whiskey and raw animal dominance, his tongue tracing my lips before his mouth travels down to mark my neck.My breathing turns into ragged pants, hot flames licking at my veins from the inside out."Did you scrub yourself before coming here, human?" Ronan mutters sud
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