INICIAR SESIÓN"Kneel, Madison. Or did you forget that a stray like you doesn't deserve to stand in the presence of a True Alpha?" Austin’s voice was a jagged blade, but the heat of his hand on my throat told a different story. He’d traded me for my sister—the "real" daughter—claiming my scent was too weak, my blood too thin. He threw me to the dirt, watching with a smirk as my adoptive father tossed a few hundred-dollar bills at my feet and told me to disappear into the slums. They thought they broke me. They thought I was heading toward a life of hunger and shame with a family of "nobodies." They were dead wrong. When the black helicopters darkened the sky and the most powerful Lycan King in history stepped out to bow to me, the look on Austin’s face was worth more than his pathetic pack. My "impoverished" biological family didn't live in a shack—they owned the world. And my five "starving" brothers? They were the most lethal Alphas on the planet, and they were hungry for the blood of anyone who touched their sister. Now, I’m back. Not as the girl who begged for scraps, but as the Zillionaire Queen with enough silver to buy their souls and enough power to burn their legacy to ash. But there’s a problem: Ethan Harper. The Cursed Lycan King. A man who smells like midnight and looks like sin. He wants my heart, he wants my throne, and he’s determined to prove that while revenge is sweet, submission is delicious. He thinks he can tame the White Wolf. I think I’ll enjoy watching him try.
Ver más"Why did you lie to me?"The silver training staff whistled through the air, aiming straight for Ethan’s temple. He didn't flinch. He just lifted a hand. The metal hit his palm with a heavy, bone-jarring thud. He caught it, fingers locking around the polished surface, stopping the vibration an inch from his skin."Madi, put the stick down. You're gonna break a rib if you keep swinging like that.""What the fuck else is a lie, Ethan?" Madison shoved against the staff, trying to wrench it back. "The mate bond? The nights in the penthouse? Was that just part of the contract? Did my father pay for that too?"Ethan’s grip tightened. The silver groaned under his strength. He jerked the staff forward, pulling Madison into his chest. His eyes were dark, the gold iris bleeding into the black pupil. He looked tired. Worn down."Your father didn't pay for shit. Jonathan Clarke hired me. There’s a difference.""Jonathan Clarke?" Madison let go of the staff, stumbling back. "The tech mogul? The gu
"Don't move a muscle, Princess. Seriously. One twitch and you’re a colander."The voice buzzed through a hidden comms unit, tinny and smug. Madison stood frozen in the center of the damp alleyway. The brick walls bled moisture, smelling of sour trash and old rain. Red light pinpricked the darkness. Thirty of them. Tiny, unblinking eyes of light crawled over her leather jacket, settling on her throat, her chest, and right between her eyes."Austin’s cousin?" Madison spat. She didn't look up at the rooftops. "Caleb? That greedy little bottom-feeder? He always did have more money than sense.""Caleb says hi. He also says thanks for the inheritance."The red dots jittered. High above, the click of safeties coming off echoed like dry bones snapping. Madison shifted her weight. Her pulse slowed to a heavy, Royal thrum. The world stretched. The drip of water from a rusted pipe slowed until each bead was a glass sphere hanging in the air."Wrong answer," Madison whispered.She didn't run. She
"You're a goddamn lunatic. You know that?"Ethan’s voice was a jagged rasp, vibrating against the sensitive skin of Madison’s throat. The Lykan sat idling on the edge of the Devil’s Hairpin, the exhaust spitting heat into the freezing mountain air. Inside the cramped cabin, the air was a thick, cloying cocktail of ozone, burnt rubber, and the sharp, metallic tang of the blood still drying on Madison’s shoulder.Madison didn't answer with words. She arched her back, her chest heaving under the shredded racing leather. She shoved her fingers into Ethan’s hair, yanking his head down until their foreheads collided."Drive the car or get on top of me, Ethan. Stop talking."He didn't hesitate. He lunged.He caught both of her wrists in one massive hand, pinning them against the carbon fiber roof. The leather creaked. Madison’s pulse hammered against his palm, a frantic, rhythmic thud. He wasn't gentle. He hiked her hips up, the back of the passenger seat groaning as he wedged himself betwee
"Help me! Madison, please! What the fuck are you doing? Help me!"Austin’s voice was a wet, bubbling rattle. He dragged himself across the scorched asphalt, his fingers clawing at the grit. The sleek Mustang was a skeleton of orange fire behind him, the heat warping the air into a sickening haze. One of his legs was twisted at an impossible angle, the bone white and jagged through the charred denim. His face, that "golden boy" mask that had graced a thousand pack galas, was a ruin of soot and peeling skin.Madison stepped out of the Lykan. Her heels clicked a steady, rhythmic beat against the pavement. The sound was clinical. Cold. She didn't rush. She didn't breathe harder. She stopped three feet from his reaching, blackened fingers."The engine's still hissing, Austin," Madison said. She looked down at him, her eyes as flat as frozen lakes. "You might want to move faster. The fuel lines are leaking.""Madi... ahh! Fuck, it burns!" He coughed, a spray of dark blood hitting the road.
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