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Hiii, darling readers 💕 It’s me, your slightly unhinged author, sliding in with a very important PSA before you dive into this story. Listen carefully: this book is not rainbows and glitter. Nope. This world is dark, messy, and absolutely ruthless. And because I love you, I gotta warn you first. Inside this book, you’ll find: * Physical abuse and torture (ouch, yeah…it gets brutal 😬) * Sexual assault (a very serious theme) * Psychological manipulation and emotional trauma (gaslighting? yep. heartbreak? double yep.) * Slavery, captivity, and unfair power games (the strong don’t play nice here) * Non-consensual punishments (basically: no safe words in this world 😶) * Themes of dehumanisation and the slow, painful, messy path to healing (but healing is part of it) Now, let me be clear: this story is NOT for everyone. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, please, please put yourself first. Take breaks. Skip scenes. Step away if you need to. You matter more than the plot. Your peace of mind > everything. But…if you’re nodding right now and saying, “I can handle it,” or maybe you’re even smirking like, “Bring it on”...then congratulations, babe. You officially belong to the Angst Club. Yayyy... What’s the vibe here? Expect to scream into your pillow, throw your phone across the bed, and possibly text your bestie like: “WHY did I start this book??…also I can’t stop.” You may cry ugly tears one chapter and then fan yourself the next because… yeah, we’ve got dark romance energy happening here. 🔥 So pack your survival kit: * Tissues (lots of them, trust me) * Your favourite emotional support snack 🍫 * A pillow to punch when things get too intense (or cuddle, depending on the mood) * And maybe a glass of tea…or wine. No judgment. 🍷 And if you ever feel like yelling at me in the comments at 2 a.m.? DO IT. I’ll be there, sipping my tea, grinning like an evil mastermind, because I did warn you, didn’t I? 😈 Alright, babe. Enough chit-chat. Fasten your seatbelt, hold on tight, and let’s dive into this rollercoaster of chaos, heartbreak, and forbidden temptation together. You ready? Love, chaos, and maybe a little evil laughter, Your Author 💋Pearl's POV “What the hell are you saying, Mom, Dad?” I shot up from the chair so fast the lilac bridesmaid dress nearly knocked over the vanity table behind me. I hate this dress. I have hated this dress since Vivienne picked it out three months ago and announced it was what her bridal train would be wearing, because Vivienne never once in her life considered whether something worked for anyone other than her.But I still wore it. I wear things that don't fit me so that my family can have what they need. Story of my life.“Pearl, you have to save your family…” Mom started, stepping toward me with that face. I know that face. She pulls it out every time she needs me to clean up one of Vivienne's messes.It has always been like that. I've always been the one clearing Vivienne’s mess, every fuck time. They are always doing everything for her as if I'm not their daughter. "By getting married to a complete stranger?" I cut her off. "Mom, do you hear yourself right now? Do you actually h
Darien's POV "This ceremony must be flawless. There can be no mistakes, no interruptions, no room for anyone to challenge the legitimacy of the binding." I said to the priest. "I understand, Alpha. I have performed many binding ceremonies in my years. This one will be no different." "This one is very different." I corrected her sharply. "This one is binding a child who isn't hers by birth. That makes it more complex, more delicate. The magic must be strong enough to sever his connection to his real mother and forge a new one with Velra. Can you do that?" The priestess hesitated for just a moment before nodding. "Yes, Alpha. As long as the circle is perfect and the ritual is performed correctly, the binding will hold." "See that it does." I said, my voice carrying a clear threat. I turned away from the platform and surveyed the rest of the hall. The seating area spread out in front of the platform in a semicircle. Rows and rows of wooden benches were being arranged by wo
Darien's POV "This ceremony must be flawless. There can be no mistakes, no interruptions, no room for anyone to challenge the legitimacy of the binding." I said to the priest. "I understand, Alpha. I have performed many binding ceremonies in my years. This one will be no different." "This one is very different." I corrected her sharply. "This one is binding a child who isn't hers by birth. That makes it more complex, more delicate. The magic must be strong enough to sever his connection to his real mother and forge a new one with Velra. Can you do that?" The priestess hesitated for just a moment before nodding. "Yes, Alpha. As long as the circle is perfect and the ritual is performed correctly, the binding will hold." "See that it does." I said, my voice carrying a clear threat. I turned away from the platform and surveyed the rest of the hall. The seating area spread out in front of the platform in a semicircle. Rows and rows of wooden benches were being arranged by wor
Darien's POV "Replace this flower with grey. I'm not a fan of pink. We aren't doing a baby shower." I said sharply, my voice cutting through the busy noise of preparation. My tone left no room for discussion or disagreement. The last thing I needed was this hall looking soft and feminine. This was a binding ceremony, a display of power and control, not some cheerful celebration. The guy arranging the flowers immediately nodded, his head bobbing up and down quickly in submission. "Yes, Alpha! Right away, Alpha!" He stammered, nearly dropping the vase he was holding in his haste to obey. His hands were shaking slightly as he set it down on a nearby table. He gestured frantically to his colleagues, waving his arms to get their attention. They rushed over, all of them working together to gather up the offensive pink flowers. Their movements were hurried and clumsy, petals falling to the floor as they tried to move quickly enough to satisfy me. They hurried off toward the back of the
FLASHBACK CONTINUES Ava's POV "Ava, you can't do this. Please, listen to us this once. Don't do anything drastic." Rhea cried out from the other side of the door, her voice breaking. I could hear her pressed against the metal, could imagine her hands flat against it, trying to reach me through the barrier between us. "No words can get to me. I already made up my mind." I cried back, my voice shaking. I was holding the hard part of the knife handle, gripping it tightly as I looked at the tip that was shining under the kitchen lights. I was going to end it right now and here. Right in this kitchen where I'd made so many meals, where I'd laughed with friends, where I'd fed my baby and Thorne. "Ava, please. Just don't do anything." Nathan pleaded, his deeper voice joining the others. I could hear the fear in his tone, something I'd never heard from him before. "I promise you I'll find a solution as soon as possible. Thorne will regain his memory and bring Kaelen back home
Darien's POV "This ceremony must be flawless. There can be no mistakes, no interruptions, no room for anyone to challenge the legitimacy of the binding." I said to the priest. "I understand, Alpha. I have performed many binding ceremonies in my years. This one will be no different." "This one is very different." I corrected her sharply. "This one is binding a child who isn't hers by birth. That makes it more complex, more delicate. The magic must be strong enough to sever his connection to his real mother and forge a new one with Velra. Can you do that?" The priestess hesitated for just a moment before nodding. "Yes, Alpha. As long as the circle is perfect and the ritual is performed correctly, the binding will hold." "See that it does." I said, my voice carrying a clear threat. I turned away from the platform and surveyed the rest of the hall. The seating area spread out in front of the platform in a semicircle. Rows and rows of wooden benches were being arranged by work
Chapter 35 Sophie's POV Why is Julian not back yet? I thought, glancing at the clock for the umpteenth time. He had said he would be back soon, but it had been hours since he left for his meeting. I couldn't help but worry that something might have gone wrong. I wanted to call him, but what if
Mira's POV "What are you talking about?" Rhea asked, her voice rising sharply with disbelief. Her eyes were wide open, so wide I could see the whites all around her irises. Her mouth hung open slightly and she took a step forward, staring at Nathan like he'd lost his mind. "Yes, that's litera
Mira's POV "How could all these be happening?" Ava cried out, her voice breaking completely. Her whole body seemed to give out and she collapsed onto the floor, her legs folding beneath her. Her hands hit the ground first, catching her fall. Briane immediately rushed to her side, moving so fast s
Ava’s POV Nothing, absolutely nothing could describe what I was feeling right now. It was like the floor had been yanked out from under me, but instead of falling, I was frozen—suspended in some awful, silent freefall. My ears rang with the echo of her words. 'Personal maid', 'You’re mine now'.







