LOGINRejection was supposed to be her ruin. Instead, it became her weapon. When Jaxon Vance brutally shatters their fated bond to claim her traitorous best friend, Roxana Ashbourne refuses to break. In a desperate power move that shocks the entire pack, she steps forward and offers herself to Alpha Magnus—a ruthless, scarred tyrant decades older than her, who desperately needs an heir to secure his throne. But her new crown is a gilded cage. Locked in a cold, transactional contract with a merciless protector, Roxana is hit with a fatal decree: conceive a male heir within three months, or face public beheading. With a household of assassins plotting her demise and a ticking clock, can she make the monster fall in love before time runs out?
View MorePOV: RoxanaWith Victoria's exile finally settled and Corwin's investigation formally closed, the household exhaled into something resembling calm for the first time since the night Hestia's cell had been found empty. I found myself grateful for the sudden quiet, though the ever-present countdown toward my ninety-day deadline continued regardless of whatever peace the rest of the household now enjoyed.Forty-one days remained. Forty-one days to either produce the heir this pack demanded, or face whatever consequence the Elders decided appropriate once that deadline finally passed.I woke one morning with an unfamiliar heaviness in my stomach, nausea rolling through me before I had even fully risen from bed. I dismissed it initially as simple exhaustion, the accumulated stress of recent weeks finally catching up with my body after everything this household had endured. But when the same sickness returned the following morning, and the morning after that, a cautious, fragile hope began
POV: JaxonI watched my mother disappear beyond the gates from the highest window of the eastern tower, her figure growing smaller against the horizon until the forest finally swallowed her from view entirely. Twenty years of memories, warm and cold in equal measure, settled heavy in my chest as I understood, finally, that I would likely never see her again.She had held me tightly during our final conversation, whispering apologies I did not know how to accept or reject, explaining choices I still could not fully reconcile with the mother who had raised me, who had comforted me through countless childhood fears, who had also, apparently, murdered my own father in a single moment of uncontrolled rage.I remained at the window long after she vanished, uncertain what to do with the grief and anger tangled so tightly together within my chest. A soft knock finally drew my attention, Seraphine standing in the doorway with careful concern etched across her features."I thought I might find
POV: MagnusThree days passed before I finally settled on a decision, three days of careful counsel with my most trusted advisors, of long, difficult conversations with Roxana late into the night, of wrestling with a grief that had transformed so suddenly into something considerably more complicated than simple mourning.I summoned the household once more to the great hall, Victoria brought before me under guard, her composure visibly frayed after three days of confinement and uncertainty. Jaxon stood near the front of the gathered crowd, his expression carefully guarded, though the exhaustion in his eyes spoke to sleepless nights spent wrestling with his own impossible grief."Victoria Ashworth," I said, using the family name she had carried before her marriage into my brother's line, a deliberate reminder that whatever standing she once held within this household, that standing no longer protected her. "You have confessed, before witnesses, to the murder of my brother, your first hu
POV: MagnusThe great hall had never felt so heavy with silence, every servant and guard gathered along its edges holding their breath as Victoria stood alone before me, stripped of the composure she had worn like armor for twenty years. Marta stood a short distance away, her presence a quiet, unwavering anchor to the truth we had traveled so far to uncover."Speak plainly," I said, my voice carrying through the hall despite the tightness in my chest. "Tell this household what you told your son last night."Victoria's hands trembled at her sides, though she lifted her chin with the last remnants of the pride that had carried her through two decades of careful deception. "Twenty years ago," she said, her voice cracking despite her efforts to steady it, "I killed your brother. I did not plan it as murder, not consciously. But in a moment of rage, standing at the edge of those cliffs, I pushed him, and I watched him fall."A ripple of shocked murmurs swept through the gathered witnesses,
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