LOGINFor five years, Risa was the perfect Luna. Loving with all her heart, loyal and hiding her misery. But then her mate brought his first love back into their home and loved her openly, without shame. Cade believes Risa will never leave him, after all, she merged her pack with his and has loved him wholeheartedly all these years. But Risa is done begging for a place that was never hers. Now Cade refuses to let her go. Trapped in a marriage she no longer wants, the Alpha King is the only one she can turn to. King Kael intervenes, not as her savior, but as her shadow. As her husband tightens his control and the other woman poisons everything slowly, Risa is forced into the king’s world of power, danger, and control where desire is far more dangerous than hatred. She is married and claimed by law that she desires to escape by all means. And when she finally walks away, the war for her will only just begin. A tale of betrayal, possession and passion. Who will win this battle of power and love.
View MoreI stepped into the room, my bare feet making no sound against the dusty floorboards. I stood at the edge of the mattress, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, staring down at her without a single fraction of pity. The alchemical cream had made my own face radiant and flawless, but my mother looked like a walking corpse. Her skin was a sickly yellow, her hair matted and thin, and her bony fingers clutched a stained wool blanket as if it could protect her from the dark. She was entirely malnourished, abandoned by the very family she had spent her life trying to appease.As my shadow fell across her face, her sunken eyes slowly fluttered open. She blinked against the dim light, coughing violently. She looked up at me, her gaze traveling from my fine silk tunic to the smooth, unblemished skin of my face.For a second, a sharp shock of disbelief flashed in her eyes. "Zara...?" she croaked, her voice a hollow sound. But the shock didn't turn into relief. Within a single heartbeat, her exp
For the next four days, I was given the best care. More than I had ever received since I was born.Lady Genevieve personally hired a high-court nutritionist and two stern private nurses to monitor every single crumb that crossed my lips. I sat at a small iron table in the corner of my guarded chamber, staring at silver platters piled high with rare, iron-rich seared meats, dark leafy greens drizzled in fortifying oils, and thick, sweet bone broths infused with cell-stimulating marrow. I had never seen this much food in my entire life, let alone within the walls of the Grayson Mansion. A year ago, I would have wept with gratitude for a single scrap of the roasted venison currently sitting before me.But I felt no gratitude. Every time a nurse forced a silver spoon into my mouth, measuring my chewing cycles with a cold pocket watch, I knew exactly what they were doing. They were just priming a pump. They were feeding the livestock to ensure the meat was sweet and the yield was plentifu
"Where exactly did she hide all this time?" a venomous voice pierced the air. Lady Genevieve, my stepmother, hurried down the stairs, her skirts rustling aggressively. Her face was pale and her fingers clutching a lace handkerchief. "How did a stupid, useless girl survive a year in the wilderness while our trackers found nothing?"Silas bowed again. "She was delirious, my Lady. The fear of your wrath kept her running so she stayed in the freezing mountains where our normal patrols don't reach, eating raw moss and frozen rodents until her body collapsed by a stream. She was too weak to even fight back when I threw the irons on her.""A disgusting creature," Genevieve hissed, her eyes finally snapping to me, flashing with deeply rooted hatred. But then, a pained cough echoed from the mansion, and her panic returned tenfold. "There is no time for this useless talk! Julianna’s fever is spiking again and the healers say her blood is running dry.” She shouted, turning to her husband with wi
Hmmm! So remember I said I didn't care about your opinion about me. But honestly, I'm a little self conscious and I do care. Seeing the life I had lived, do you really still blame me? I know my story is boring and you might not yet understand why I turned against Cade even though I claimed to love him with everything. And you might not understand my hate for Risa, but only if you lived my life would you really understand my thought process. "The trap is set, but the theater must be flawless," Silas said, pulling a rusted set of iron manacles from his drawer. The metal clanked sharply, with a sound that echoed against the cabin’s single window and door. "Your father has placed a very large bounty on your head of over five thousand and a large plot of land to any pack member or outer hunters who brings the bastard back alive and intact,” he winked at me. “So I am going to claim that coin so I wouldn't lose out at least."I stared at the heavy iron rings, my jaw tightening. "You're goi












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