Emille is the perfect definition of a troublesome person and a disappointment to her family. She is a strong princess who fights and causes trouble. She is called the Trouble princess. No one wants to be involved with her but luckily she has a mate who likes her. Or so she thought until she met Alpha Bryan who calls her doom. Alpha Bryan claims Emille is his mate, Emille hates him and thinks he is crazy. He is from the enemy pack. But he opens her eyes on her mate's betrayal. Not knowing why Alpha Bryan is bent on having her, she accepts hiss proposal for revenge. Until she finds out he has been using her all along, the whole world is against her. Will she trust Alpha Bryan or her other mate? Is he really the bad guy? How will she overcome being accused of killing her father? How will she stop the betrayal?
view moreRAFAEL'S POV I wasn’t going to let her go.Not yet.She was still looking at me like I was some joke, like she wasn’t in any real danger. That stubborn fire in her eyes refused to dim, and it irritated me more than I wanted to admit.I had given her a choice—keep my secret, and I’d keep hers. Simple. But simple wasn’t enough for her, was it?She shifted slightly, her gaze flickering toward the door like she was already planning an escape.I sighed. “You’re still thinking about running, aren’t you?”Nora snorted. “Wouldn’t you?”I smirked. “Oh, I would. If I thought I had a chance.”Her jaw tightened at that, but she said nothing.I took a step closer, lowering my voice just enough to make her listen. “See, that’s the problem, little wolf. I don’t trust you.”Her brows furrowed. “Good. I don’t trust you either.”I chuckled. “Of course you don’t. But unlike you, I have something to lose.”Her eyes narrowed. “And I don’t?”I tilted my head, watching her carefully. “Do you?”For a brief
Rafael’s POVI hadn’t planned to say it.The words just slipped out.“I want you.”It wasn’t supposed to leave my mouth, but the moment I saw her face—those sharp eyes, that stubborn chin, those damn lips that had the audacity to smirk at me—I lost control for a second. A single second, but it was enough.Her expression shifted, her brows shooting up in surprise before she let out a small, incredulous laugh. “What?”I clenched my jaw, irritation bubbling inside me. I wasn’t supposed to react like this. I wasn’t supposed to be stunned by her. I was the Lycan Prince. People feared me. Respected me. And yet, she was looking at me like I was some confused boy tripping over his own words.Annoying.I took a step closer, watching as her smirk grew wider instead of shrinking in fear. Most people would have cowered by now. Most people would have dropped their heads and trembled under my presence. But her?She tilted her chin up, daring me.I should have ignored it. I should have let it go. Bu
NORA'S POVI should have listened.That was the thought running through my head as I sat on the cold floor of Rafael’s closet, staring up at him. His smirk made my skin crawl, his eyes dark with amusement—and something else.Anger.But before I could fully grasp how much trouble I was in, my mind took me back to earlier today.FLASHBACK "Anora, get back here!"Whenever my mom used my full name, I knew I was doomed.I stood in the middle of the living room, my arms crossed, trying not to look like I cared. My mother, Luna Emille, paced back and forth, her heels clicking against the marble floor.My father, Alpha Bryan, sat on the couch with his arms folded, watching me with that silent, disapproving stare that somehow made me feel worse than my mother’s yelling."I told you," my mother seethed. "I warned you to stay away from Rafael!""Mom, I didn’t—""Don’t lie to me!" She snapped, turning sharply to face me. Her dark eyes burned with frustration. "Not only did you disobey us, but yo
NORA'S POVI messed up.I really, really messed up.The moment the words slipped out of my mouth, I knew I had just dug my own grave."No, I don't! How am I supposed to know someone kissed you and ran away?"I wanted to slap myself right there and then. What kind of idiot blurts that out? Rafael had just been questioning me, and I should have acted confused, uninterested, maybe even disgusted. Instead, I basically confirmed his suspicions.I could see it in his eyes—sharp, calculating. The moment I spoke, he knew. He didn't have proof yet, but I had just given him something to hold on to."I don't think I've ever told anyone that the girl I'm looking for kissed me and ran away. How do you know that?" He questioned me. I shook my head, "I think you heard wrong your highness. How am I supposed to know if someone kissed you? I just suggested it!""You seem awfully defensive, princess," he said, stepping closer. "Why do I get the feeling that you know exactly what I'm talking about?"I s
RAFAEL’S POVShe didn’t answer immediately. For a moment, she just stared at me as if she had seen a ghost. But then, just as quickly, she scowled. "Move," she muttered, trying to step past me.I blocked her path."You bumped into me and didn’t even bother to apologize," I said lazily, tilting my head as I observed her.She rolled her eyes. "I don’t apologize to people who stand in my way."Feisty.I liked that."Do you know who I am?" I questioned her. She scoffed, "Am I supposed to know?"I don't need anyone to tell me from her reaction that she knows who I am but she's just pretending not to. Is she doing this to get me mad or what? Most of the girls have seen are always mesmerized by my beauty and everything else, but this one is just different from everyone. She won't even give me an opportunity to talk to her, she's exactly like her mother. Even though I don't have to ability to use my werewolf senses, I know she smells really nice. I was about to say something else when I no
RAFAEL'S POVWhere the hell is she?My fists clenched as I stormed through the streets, my mind burning with anger. That damn girl. That infuriating, rebellious girl. I had never met anyone like her in my entire life.She didn’t just humiliate me—she had the audacity to kiss me. Multiple times. Without my consent.I still felt the ghost of her lips on mine, not in a way that made me feel anything good, but in a way that made me want to strangle something.Me. The Lycan Prince. The one everyone feared. And she? A nobody.Yet she had dared to toy with me, slipping through my fingers like smoke every time I tried to catch her. When I finally got close enough, my claws ripped through her clothes by accident, and that’s when I saw it—her white wolf tattoo on her thigh.A symbol of purity and power.But before I could even process it, she had hit me so hard that I nearly lost balance. And then, just like that, she was gone.No one had ever dared to strike me before. No one had ever looked m
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