LOGIN“You’re surprisingly a good dancer... And I’ll surely see more of this; you’re my mate after all." His words dripped with sinister intent, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I still couldn’t understand what he meant by that because, after what happened today, I’m definitely done with this job. "Well, I know what you’re thinking right now; just to make things clear, there’s no way I’m rejecting you, Daphne.” - Daphne, a rogue who worked as a stripper, found out Alpha Bryce and his beta, Mason, were her destined mates. She was heartbroken when Mason rejected her, and Bryce promised her freedom. Instead, he made her a prisoner. He used, abused, and betrayed her. He didn’t want her heart, only her rare bloodline to create a child of power. But when she loses the baby and escapes, fate twists again. Theo—her stepbrother, feared Alpha of the Silver Pack was never supposed to find her. Never supposed to want her. But the mate bond doesn’t care about rules or bloodlines. As Daphne rises from the ashes and war threatens everything, love becomes the most dangerous threat of all. Because the one man who could save her…Is the one she was never meant to love.
View MoreChristabel’s POVShe nodded once. “She was injured. He gave strict orders.” Something didn’t sit right in my gut. My instincts twisted, pulling me in a direction I didn’t like. Without thinking, I said, “I’ll come with you.”Marilyn hesitated for a second, but nodded and led the way. The stone beneath our feet turned damp and cold as we went deeper into the dungeon halls. Torches lined the walls, flickering and casting shadows that danced like ghosts. When we reached the end of the hall, the guards stepped aside and pulled the iron gate open. Marilyn entered first with the maid trailing close behind, both moving carefully toward the figure lying on the floor.She looked broken. That was my first thought. The girl lay curled on her side, blonde hair tangled and messy across her pale face. She didn’t move until the priestess gently touched her arm and whispered something I couldn’t hear. She stirred, eyes fluttering open, and for a second, I saw something wild in her. Something proud…
Theo’s POV Her face came to me so clearly it stopped me for a moment. That soft skin like milk, that hair I imagined tangled in my fingers, those lips full enough to drive a man mad. And her eyes…goodness, her eyes. They didn’t just look at you. They held you, like they could see straight into your hunger and still come closer. She wasn’t just beautiful. She was broken in the most delicate way, like glass that somehow stayed in place after the world had tried to shatter it. And maybe that’s why I couldn’t stop thinking about her, because even in the middle of her pain, she still looked untouched. I could almost feel her against me, her breath brushing my neck, her body pressed close like she belonged there, like she wanted to be there. And in that moment, it wasn’t just fantasy. It felt real. So real it scared me.I could see her now.Right in front of me.Eyes locked on mine. Lips slightly parted. Her hand reaching for me like she needed to hold something steady. My body tensed h
Theo’s POV“Well… I see what’s going on here,” I muttered, dragging a hand through my hair, the ends still damp from the shower, my eyes locked on both of them as they stood there with matching smiles that made my jaw tighten.They’d planned this. Of course they had. They always did whenever I came back from war bruised, half-mad with rage, my hands still shaking from blood that wasn’t yet mine to clean off. It was like a twisted tradition, one they had turned into a kind of game. They knew what I was like after battle, always needing something to take the edge off—and they offered themselves like they were doing me a favor.I wasn’t in love with either of them. I didn’t even care about them most days. But they were good—too good and that’s why I kept them around.“You two always have perfect timing,” I said under my breath as I moved toward the bed, my eyes on Joan, who was already spread out like a reward, her skin flushed and her lips slightly parted like she’d been waiting all ni
Theo’s POV I pushed open the door to my room and let it shut behind me with a soft thud. The day had drained me both physically and mentally, yet my mind wouldn't rest. It never did, not since I saw her. I rolled my sleeves up and stared at my forearms. The red veins still pulsed angrily beneath my skin, burning with a pain I had no name for. It throbbed, steady and stubborn, like a reminder of everything I was trying to push down.It hurt, but I could bear it. I always had when I chose to materialize. Without wasting another second, I stripped off my shirt and trousers and walked into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and stepped under it without waiting for the water to settle. The icy spray hit my skin and I hissed out a breath, my body tensing before it slowly relaxed under the sting.The water ran over my shoulders, down my back, into the curve of my spine. I tilted my head back and dragged my fingers through my hair, brushing it away from my face as the water kept pouring
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