LOGINFreya Holloway is a plus-size human caught in a world of powerful wolves, forced into a marriage of convenience to save her family’s legacy. She has one goal: survive one month as the wife of the legendary Lucien Bennett, collect her mother’s stolen inheritance, and walk away forever. But there is a secret Freya carries—a secret that beats in the silence of her own heart. She is pregnant, and the father is a man she was forced to sell herself to in a moment of utter desperation. Now, she is trapped in the Bennett Citadel, living under the intense, suspicious gaze of a man she is destined to divorce. Lucien Bennett is the Alpha of the Silverclaw Pack, and he is determined to make this fake marriage fail. But when he discovers Freya’s hidden pregnancy, the carefully planned arrangement shatters. In a world of shifting loyalties, dangerous pack politics, and a bond that defies reason, Freya must navigate the perilous path of a human among predators. Can she keep her secret hidden, or will the truth expose her to the pack’s fury?
View MoreNia Ashford shifted uncomfortably on the leather couch, wiping a fresh smear of dark blood from her split lip. She looked directly at me, her human scent spiked with pure fear as she addressed the Alpha King’s inner circle. "We share a common enemy, Lady Freya and I."A heavy, suffocating silence descended upon the Beta Command Office.Tristan Mercer leaned forward from the edge of the desk, his eyes gleaming with sharp wolfish curiosity. "Explain yourself, human. And make it quick."Lucien Bennett didn't move an inch. His massive, muscular frame remained pressed against mine, trapping me against the low wooden cabinet. His head stayed bowed, his large, calloused fingers slowly tracing the inner curve of my wrist. When Nia spoke those words, the thick, heavy pressure of his Alpha aura flickered, sending a jolt of static heat straight through my skin.His thumb stroked the back of my hand, slow and possessive, marking me with his pine-and-rain scent.Nia took a shaky breath, forcing he
"I’m working as a private scout for Miss Holloway," Nia Ashford spoke up, wiping the thick smear of dark blood from the corner of her lip. Her voice trembled, but she forced herself to stand tall under the crushing pressure filling the small, quiet room. "I’m helping her source a reinforced, heavy-duty transport vehicle to move her family safely along the border."I pulled against Lucien Bennett's vice-like grip, my pulse hammering wildly against my ribs. "Let go of me, Lucien."He didn't release his hold. His thick, calloused fingers tightened around my wrist, the searing heat of his Alpha skin burning straight through my clothes. He didn't even glance at Nia. His glowing amber eyes remained locked entirely on my face, the dark, predatory pupils dilated until hardly any gold remained. The scent of rain, crushed pine, and raw blood rolled off his broad shoulders in suffocating waves, saturating every inch of the air."Is that all she is to you, Freya?" Lucien's low, gravelly voice vib
"Thank you, Nia. I'll meet you by the sector gate."I hung up, saved her contact info, and quickly headed to the washroom to freshen up. I stripped off my damp dress and pulled on a comfortable pair of denim trousers that hugged my wide hips, pairing them with a simple cotton top. If I was going to be crawling under vehicle frames and testing suspensions, a heavy dress was completely impractical.Twenty minutes later, Nia pulled up to the boundary checkpoint in her loud, yellow transport cab. I hopped into the front passenger seat, pulling the heavy belt across my chest."So," Nia said, casting a quick glance over my plush frame as she shifted the gear lever into drive. "What kind of allocation are we working with here? High-tier pack currency or basic human gold?""Between three hundred to five hundred thousand human credits," I replied, smoothing my jeans over my thighs. "I need something heavy, spacious, and built with reinforced steel."Nia let out a low whistle. "Damn, Freya! You
Elias Whitmore stared at the red, raw scrapes on his sister’s knees, his dark wolf senses catching the metallic scent of her spilled blood.He knelt before Rowan on the plush, thick carpet of the Nightfang Pack estate, dabbing the antiseptic-soaked cotton ball against her broken skin with practiced, clinical precision. His human hands were steady, but his mind was racing.Rowan flinched, her crimson-painted fingernails digging deep into the leather armrest until the seam popped. She stared down at the top of her brother's head, her amber eyes burning with a wild, dangerous fire. "Are you always this soft and gentle when you tend to Freya Holloway's weak human flesh, Elias?"Elias paused, the wet cotton ball hovering a millimeter above her skin. The distinct, earthly scent of his own inner wolf flared slightly in the room before he mastered himself, setting the medical bottle down with a soft click."What ridiculous point are you attempting to make, Rowan?" he asked, keeping his tone m






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