LOGINAfter being cursed as the reason behind her mother's death, even as a baby, Uriel Alcide grows up, hoping to find true love from her mate. To her surprise, she gets rejected by him just because she's an omega, and he settles for her most trusted maid instead. She gets framed for a crime she knows nothing about and ends up killed. Now, Uriel is Rebirthed in the body of a 1500-year-old witch, and she is ready to avenge her death and deal with everything and everyone who ever made her feel miserable! Will she risk her identity by going back to the same mate who rejected her once? What happens when she becomes caught up as the prize between a Lycan King, her first love, and another man who would go to any lengths to keep her? What does revenge taste like for Uriel?
View MoreKARL’S POVI wake before dawn. Rey is still asleep beside me, her body curled inward as if even rest is something she guards carefully. Her hair spills across my chest, pale gold against my skin, and for a moment, just a moment, I forget everything else.The pack.Politics.Rieka.I trace a finger down Rey’s spine slowly, possessively. She's mine.The thought settles deeper than instinct. It feels… inevitable. I have marked warriors before. Temporary claims, battle bonds, but this is different. This is not strategy or dominance.This is hunger.“She’s dangerous,” the elders warned.They were right. But not in the way they think. Rey opens her eyes, blinking softly as if she senses me watching.“You didn’t sleep,” she murmurs.“I did,” I lied.She studies me too closely, as if she knows better, then sits up, pulling the sheet around herself. The movement exposes her neck, smooth, unmarked.My wolf surges violently. She notices. Her gaze flickers to my mouth. Then back to my eyes.“You
KARL’S POVThe corridor still smells like magic. Not pack magic. Not a wolf.Her magic.I’ve fought rogues, rival Alphas, and hunters. I’ve torn throats and burned villages when necessary. I’ve never felt powerless in my own domain. Until today.Rey stands before me, chest rising too fast, eyes glowing faintly with residual power. The guards are frozen, unsure whether to kneel or attack. Maren is pale, shaking, clearly terrified, but loyal enough to remain standing beside Rey.And I… I don’t know whether to demand answers or pull Rey into my arms and swear the entire world to her protection.“What,” I say slowly, forcing command into my voice, “was that?”She looks at me, really looks, measuring, calculating, deciding how much of the truth I can survive.That alone should anger me.Instead, it ignites something dark and territorial.“I didn’t want you to find out like this,” she says quietly.I step closer. The guards stiffen.“Send them away,” she adds softly. I don’t hesitate.“Leav
Rey is still asleep on his chest. The morning light spills over her hair like molten gold, and something breaks open inside him again, that familiar ache, that possessive heat, that need. He tightened his arm around her waist, drawing her closer. She stirs but doesn’t wake, her breath warm against his skin. ‘I shouldn’t feel this way. I’ve bedded dozens of women. I’ve had obsessions before. But none of them ever made me feel this unhinged, this aware, this… alive.’ He thought silently. Rey is different. Dangerously different. His wolf paces restlessly beneath his skin, whispering the same maddening thought since last night.MARK HER. MAKE HER YOURS. NOW.He exhaled sharply. “It’s not time,” he whispered to himself. Yet his fingers slide up her spine, memorizing every curve, every softness, every reason he is slowly losing control.She shifts again, and her eyes flutter open, those eyes that make his sanity wobble.“Morning, Alpha,” she whispers, voice still husky with sleep.He s
Karl’s fingers drummed against the edge of the carved wooden table, the sharp metallic rhythm echoing the restlessness he felt.He had been pacing the halls of his private chambers for almost an hour. When Rey finally arrived, the faint sound of her steps echoing in the polished stone corridors. His wolf had been restless all evening, senses straining for her presence, and when he caught her scent mingling with the faint trace of danger, his temper flared, not with anger, but with a deep, possessive hunger.She had escaped danger, yes but she had returned. And that was all that mattered.The moment she entered the room, he stepped forward, blocking her path instinctively. His eyes roamed her form, every curve, every movement, memorizing her like a predator marking territory. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?” His voice was low, almost gravelly, trembling on the edge of control.Rey met his gaze calmly, her lips curved in the faintest smirk. “I survived,” she said softly, “






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