LOGINPenelope was the girl they broke. Now, she’s the woman who’ll destroy them all. She once thought love would save her. Julian the golden boy of the Callister Pack was supposed to be her forever. But one night shattered everything. Drugged. Humiliated. Framed. Her best friend and her mate betrayed her in the most brutal way imaginable, and the pack she once called home cast her out like filth. Whipped. Starved. Left to rot in the Ashborne Pack dungeons. Her innocence was replaced by something colder and sharper. A year later, the world thinks she’s forgotten. Forgiven. They couldn’t be more wrong. But when her father strikes a deal with Alpha Daemon Callister’s father, Penelope is forced to move into the mansion of her enemy. She swore she’d make Callister pay. Her plan was simple: seduce Alpha Daemon, destroy Callister, and take back everything she lost. Make Callister jealous. Make her watch as she sank her claws into Alpha Daemon, Callister’s father. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. She would seduce him. Use him and then walk away, satisfied. But revenge turned into obsession. Not hers. His. Daemon wasn’t supposed to fall. Wasn’t supposed to crave her like a sickness. Now, he watches her every move. Marks her skin with his mouth. Kills any man who dares to look at her twice. He knows about the age gap. But he doesn’t care, he doesn’t just want her love. He wants her submission. Because now that she’s in his bed, he’ll ruin anyone who tries to take her away even if it means destroying his own blood.
View MorePENELOPE'S POV “I'm guessing it's my father's” she added, drawing me out of the shock that seized my thoughts. I nodded slightly and watched her struggle to keep her expression plain. “Cal, I…I had no idea. I'm sorry…”“There's no use apologizing, Pen,” she said, taking my palm immediately. I jolted impulsively, but the massage that came right after calmed my nerves. “Whatever happened has happened,” A tear streamed down her eyes, but she wiped it instantly and reshaped her expression to keep her smile on. “Aunt Celeste told me you are his mate, and urm…I guess that changed things. I figured I've been selfish…and jealous. I didn't realize how much you make him happy until I saw his tiny notes in the western tower,”“Notes,” I murmured. She chuckled, nodding. “Yeah, my father keeps little notes. You can only find them if you look well,” That made me smile, giving me a little amount of energy which I used to sit up. “I've been mean to you,” “Me too,” I chimed, taking her second
DAEMON'S POV I walked into the mansion already expecting to be surrounded by the rogues. Safe to say they met my expectations. I started from the left, quietly taking their number until I saw Rhaegal. His hand was wrapped around Penelope's neck, both of them facing me with different expressions. While Penelope's eyes were filled with fear, Rhaegal had his eyes lit with excitement. His smile was as wide as the gaps between his fingers where they rested on her neck.“Not yet,” I reeled off Zephyr, who was stirring in my head. “Patience,” “Well…well…” Rhaegal blurted. “I must say…you healed pretty fast,” “Let her go,” I ordered. “Are you joking?” He asked, taking a wild gaze around. “You really think you can walk in here and order me to do things? I'm not your wolf, Daemon. We don't even have anything in common. No relationship, no friendship, no alliance…”“Yet you attacked my pack,” my claws slowly slid out. “What were you thinking when you did that?” “You knew I was coming. I se
DAEMON'S POV Three hours went by, yet nothing had been said or done about Malia and Lucas. From the window, I watched as cars drove in and got loaded by the wolves. They were all waiting, and I couldn't keep them out there any longer. Isolde walked into my room, dressed in s full black outfit. A long coat and a black, skin tight trouser. She stood Infront of my desk and stayed quiet for a while. “Everyone's downstairs. Are you having second thoughts?” She asked. “It's too late to harbor second thoughts, don't you think?” I responded as I swiveled my chair back to the desk. “What makes you think I might change my mind?” “I don't know what it is…Daemon, but I've come a long way to trust whatever you say. Ive done all I can to prove my love to you, yet you think I'm doing all this because of politics or my ambitions. Asides your promise to my mother, the only reason we have accepted to assist you is because we do not want a rogue to lead and dictate what we do and what we shouldn't
PENELOPES POVIt only took seeing Daemon again to realize how far gone in denial I was. It wasn't just his presence that did made me feel whole. It was the bond that ignited in my heart. Tears streamed down my eyes watching from my window as he mixed with the men that were heading towards the gate. I thought he looked back to give me some kind of reaffirmation, but that was only my imagination playing with me. He's gone, and the next time I would possibly see him wasn't something I could bank on. The servant returned with the cup of tea and placed it on the table. She must have noticed the way I stared blindly into the night and joined me by the window. “You seem bothered,”“I am,” I wiped my tears off immediately, stole a glance at her before looking back in the direction. “Wouldn't you?” “I was born a rogue,” she answered dryly. “You are living the dream of some of the girls in the pack. Growing up, many wanted to be by his side. They wanted him to own them, claim them. That st
PENELOPE'S POVThe second phase of the event had gone into full swing, the sound of music and laughter echoing through the walls and corridors into the room. I searched around for my second earring, tossing stuff out of my way as I wrecked the room. Ezra walked in, seeming worried. “You haven't c
PENELOPE'S POVI knocked twice on the door, my knuckles landing on it right soft, just like my heart. There was no response after the third, so I turned to leave. But before I could move a step away, the door creaked slightly open, and I heard his voice thick and loud.“Come in,” A little space w
JULIAN'S POVCallista held onto my cloth like her life depended on it as I helped her up. The shock in her eyes was still there, wild and clear. I didn't want to state it, not when her father was still standing there with his back on us. Penelope just left the scene, and as desperate as I felt to
Daemon’s POV“Walking away!? Screamed zephyr in my head. “What the hell is wrong with you! Did you feel that? I don't mean the foot…I mean the intentionality in the massage…with…the foot,”He went on and on, barking in my head like a dog set loose after years of being chained. “ She was speaking t


















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