She was destined to be a mere pawn. He would make her a queen. Aria Ivanov grew up under the expectation of obedience. Even as an Omega daughter of an Alpha, she is seen only as a valuable asset for marriage. However, when she is seized by a Rogue and taken into hostile territory, she confronts a fate far worse than an arranged union. The man who takes her captive is no ordinary Rogue. He is Xavier BlackWood—An Alpha like no other, ferocious, untamed, and her destined mate. Caught between her family’s strict obligations and a connection she never sought, Aria struggles to break free from him. Yet, as rumors of betrayal reach her and the threat of war approaches, she has to think about everything she believed—about her family, her history, and the man she is forbidden to love. Caught in a deadly struggle between two Alphas who would go to any length to possess her, Aria faces an impossible decision. Will she stick to the path laid out for her… or will she risk it all for the ruthless captor who holds her heart?
View MoreXavier's pov I adjusted my stance, feeling a surge of determination as I prepared to stand and confront Tristan directly. However, Asher’s firm grip on my arm anchored me in place, his touch surprisingly reassuring amidst the tension. "Xavier, this is their territory," he murmured, his voice low and cautious, tinged with urgency. "Let them handle things in their own way."I shot him a look, my frustration simmering just beneath the surface, but he shook his head solemnly, his eyes conveying a stern warning to keep my composure. Taking a deep breath, I reluctantly settled back into the worn fabric of the couch, my gaze intent and unwavering on Tristan's face, which bore an expression that was hard to read. "I’ll stay for now," I declared, my voice steady and resolute, despite the chaos of emotions swirling within me. "But I came here to offer my condolences, and I expect to be treated with the respect due to a guest.”Tristan's eyes narrowed into icy slits, a cruel sneer curling at t
Tristan povI stood behind the couch, a sly smile creeping across my face as I observed the unfolding scene before me. Aria's delicate hands rested gently against Xavier's muscular chest, her voice calm and soothing, an almost melodic comfort in the charged atmosphere. "Xavier, this is our pack, so please, just calm yourself, okay?" she said, her warm gaze locked onto his troubled eyes, as if attempting to wrestle away his tension through sheer will.My eyes narrowed, the smile fading as my mind whirred with unsettling thoughts. How could she remain so composed and serene, exuding an aura of control, when she was standing in the very heart of my pack—my territory? The protective instincts within me flared, and I took a step forward, my boots creaking softly against the old wooden floor, the sound breaking through the tense silence like a sudden clap of thunder."Enough!" I barked, my voice slicing through the air as I strode toward them, urgency fueling my every move. Aria's eyes dart
Xavier povAs I stepped through the grand doors of the mansion, the opulence of the room took my breath away. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the polished marble floor, but my attention was instantly drawn to the figure standing gracefully by the window. Aria. She looked absolutely breathtaking in a black dress that hugged her curves flawlessly, accentuating her silhouette. Her hair cascaded in soft waves around her shoulders, and her makeup was artfully applied, enhancing her natural beauty while maintaining an air of sophistication. A rush of emotions surged through me—admiration, love, and a deep, instinctive desire to protect her.I took a hesitant step forward, feeling a magnetic pull toward her, my arms instinctively opening wide, longing to envelop her in a warm embrace. Yet, just as I began to close the distance, a figure emerged from the shadows, severing our connection. Tristan, with his piercing gaze, stood before me, his expression a mix of anger and disdain."Xa
Xavier povAs we drew near to the imposing gates marking the boundary of Alpha Tristan's territory, the carriage gradually came to a halt. The heavy wooden gates loomed before us, flanked by guards who stood like sentinels, their arms crossed defiantly over their chests. A palpable tension hung in the air as one guard stepped forward, his weathered hand resting deliberately on the hilt of his sword, a clear warning. “What brings you to Alpha Tristan's pack?” he growled, his voice low and gravelly.I leaned slightly out of the carriage, allowing my gaze to meet his with a calm resolve. “We come to offer our condolences. The loss of Alpha Tristan is a sorrow that echoes throughout the land,” I replied, my tone smooth and deliberate, like the gentle rippling of silk.Though the guard’s expression remained stoic, I caught a fleeting glimmer of curiosity in his steely eyes, a sign that my words had struck a chord. “You’re the Rogue King,” he stated firmly, yet with an edge of calculation.
Aria povI threw open the heavy wooden door, my heart racing with each hurried step. The tension in the air was palpable as Tristan’s deep voice reverberated through the stone halls, igniting a surge of possessiveness within me. How dare he come here, striding in and demanding to know about Xavier? My feet moved instinctively, carrying me swiftly down the dimly lit corridor, my long hair cascading behind me like a dark river.As I rounded the corner, our eyes locked, and time seemed to freeze. Tristan’s gaze was fierce, a storm of warning and frustration brewing within his deep-set eyes. Still, I refused to flinch or look away; I met his intensity head-on. I took a steadying breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on me, and shouted, "Don’t you dare hurt him!" My voice ricocheted off the cold stone walls, a challenge that hung in the air between us, thick with unspoken tension.He advanced a step toward me, the menace in his low growl sending a shiver racing down my spine. "Ari
Xavier povI stood at the entrance of my building, the crisp morning breeze tousling my long, dark hair as I watched Asher hurry towards me, his urgency palpable against the stillness of the early hour. His footsteps beat a steady rhythm on the pavement, shattering the serene quiet, and when our eyes met, I sensed an intriguing blend of curiosity and caution in his gaze. Clutched tightly in his hand was a folded paper, its edges crisp and pristine, sealed with a deep crimson wax stamp that bore the intricate emblem of the Moonlight Pack—Aria’s pack. The sight of it sent a shiver down my spine, for it meant news from my mate, and with that came a rush of anticipation.Asher extended the paper toward me, his fingers brushing against mine for the briefest moment, igniting an unexpected spark between us. It was a fleeting connection, yet his eyes lingered on mine, a silent question lingering within their depths. I brushed aside the moment, focusing intently on the envelope and the potent
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