로그인Mira Whitlock devoted herself to a mate who betrayed her with her own sister and when she begged him to break their bond, he refused. Desperate to escape, Mira runs and crosses paths with Rowan Cade, the ruthless Alpha King in rut, her dormant wolf reawakened and a mate bond is formed between them, that one night with the King left her pregnant but he rejected her the next morning and Mira ends up locked away by her husband, Finn who claims the child as his. Now, trapped between two powerful Alphas, Mira must choose to either surrender to the bond that destroyed her or fight for her freedom and the life growing inside her.
더 보기MIRA
The doctor’s message roared in my head as I drove home from the hospital—another failed fertility test. I had to have a baby, I had to.
I headed straight to our bedroom, knowing that going to the throne room to deliver the message to Finn would only trigger another episode of his abuse and curses. I didn’t know what to do anymore.
As I reached the door, I heard sounds that made me stop. Moans. I froze, my hand hovering over the handle. This couldn’t be Finn, a maid wouldn’t dare come here. My heart pounded as I pushed the door open and stopped dead.
It wasn’t just Finn that I saw.
I saw my like-my-sister, the only person I would have chosen after Finn, the one person I trusted with everything. I saw the two of them tangled together on our bed, on the sheets where I slept every night.
They saw me. Finn cursed under his breath and separated from Isla, covering himself.
I couldn’t process what was happening. Isla didn’t even look bothered, her expression almost bored as she watched me standing there.
“Do you not have the manners to knock before entering?” Finn said.
“Does that matter right now?” My voice came out broken. I looked between them, my hands trembling. “What are you doing? What is this?”
This couldn’t be real. This had to be some nightmare.
Isla sat up slowly, pulling the sheet around herself. “What does it look like we’re doing? You’re just a barren woman who can’t even conceive, what did you expect?”
The word hit me like a slap. Barren? She said it so casually, like it wasn’t the one thing that kept me up at night crying.
My knees nearly gave out. I grabbed the door handle to steady myself. “Isla, how could you?”
“How could I?” She actually laughed. “Oh please, Mira, don’t act so surprised. You really thought he would stay faithful to someone like you? Someone who can’t even fulfill the basic duty of a wife?”
“After everything we’ve tried, after all the treatments, you still can’t give me a child,” Finn said. His voice was so cold it didn’t even sound like him anymore. “You’re just a wolf without a wolf, that’s what’s stopping you from having a baby. That’s what’s wrong with you.”
I stared at him. Did Finn just say that to me?
“You knew about my wolf before you married me,” I whispered. “You said it didn’t matter.”
“Well, I was wrong.” He snapped. “It matters. Everything about you matters when you can’t give me an heir.”
“How long?” The question escaped before I could stop it. “How long has this been going on?”
Isla stood up from the bed, not even bothering to cover herself properly. “Does it really matter, sister? Six months? A year? Will knowing the exact timeline make you feel better?”
Six months? A year? The words spun in my head.
“Why?” My voice cracked. “Why would you do this to me?”
“Why?” Isla walked closer, her eyes cold as ice. “Because I can give him what you can’t. Because I’m not broken like you. Because maybe I deserve to be Luna instead of someone who can’t even shift properly.”
Someone I called my sister wanted my position, wanted my life, wanted everything I had even though I had nothing left.
“You’re like my sister,” I said. The words sounded pathetic even to my own ears. “I loved you.”
“Love?” She scoffed. “Love doesn’t keep a pack strong, Mira, no matter how strong the love is, it can’t keep a pack and don’t you dare try to guilt-trap me by calling me your sister, we didn’t have the same mother, you get?”
The words felt like a slap to the cheek and I don’t know what to feel anymore, tears kept striding down my cheeks as I tried to hold myself back from collapsing.
“I think we’ve wasted enough time trying to lecture you, now you know where you stand, right?” Finn raised an eyebrow.
“Wait,” I looked at him. “You’re just going to act like this is normal? Like you didn’t just destroy our marriage?”
“What marriage?” He walked toward me and I stepped back. “A marriage requires two whole people, Mira. You’re only half of one.”
The cruelty in his words took my breath away. Is this the man I loved?
“I just came from the hospital,” I said quietly, allowing my tears to fall freely while trying to stop my voice from shaking. “I was coming to tell you about another failed test. I was coming to apologize again for failing you. And this is what I find?”
“What did you expect me to do?” His voice rose. “Wait forever for something that’s never going to happen? I need an heir, Mira. The pack needs an heir. You’ve had all the years but still couldn’t conceive.” He took a deep breath, matching my eyes with intensity that spoke louder than his voice.
“Now that you’ve caught us, there’s no need for us to hide anymore.” Isla moved to stand beside Finn, placing her hand on his arm like she had every right to touch him. “We were going to tell you eventually anyway.”
My sister….. no someone I consider my sister was touching my husband, standing beside him like they were the couple and I was the intruder. How did my life turn into this nightmare?
“Tell me what exactly?” I asked. “That you’ve been betraying me? That you’ve been laughing at me behind my back while I trusted you both?”
“Oh, don’t be so dramatic,” Isla rolled her eyes. “This isn’t about you, Mira. This is about what’s best for the pack.”
“What’s best for the pack?” I repeated.
“Step outside right now,” Finn’s voice cut through, his face had hardened into that expression I had come to fear. “Or you will be dragged out by the guard.“
MIRA'S POVTuesday morning, and I was doing nothing in particular.That was the truth of it — I had come down to the training yard because Elara had said movement was good and the suite was beginning to feel like a comfortable prison, and I had been walking the perimeter slowly with one hand resting against my stomach and my mind on nothing more significant than whether the clouds coming in from the north would bring rain before afternoon.Then q shifted.The only way I can describe it is a door opening inside my chest — a door I had stopped believing existed, one I had been telling myself for months was sealed permanently and that the version of me who had walked through it easily was someone I no longer had access to. It opened without effort and without warning, and what came through it was something I recognized all the way down to the bone even though I had been without it for long enough that the recognition carried the particular ache of something returned rather than something
ROWAN POV Sleep didn't come.I lay still for an hour, long enough that Mira's breathing had evened out beside me, and then I got up quietly and went to the window.The yard was dark. The guards had rotated at midnight — I'd heard the change, two voices briefly, then quiet again.It was still fully dark. No suggestion of dawn. Just the cold and the silence and the arithmetic I couldn't stop running.Twenty years.I was fifteen when my father died and I took the seat. I spent the first three years consolidating — alliances that needed reinforcing, challenges that needed answering, the ordinary brutal work of establishing that the succession had held and the seat was stable. By eighteen I had a functioning network, a council I trusted, a territorial map I understood.Cassius had been building for five years by then.I pressed my hand against the cold glass of the window and thought about that. By the time I sat down for my first formal council session, Cassius already had three trade r
MIRA POV The fire had been low for an hour before I heard his horse in the yard.I'd let it burn down deliberately.Rowan sleeps better in a cool room and I'd had two days to think about what state he'd be coming home in, so I'd planned for it — banked the fire, kept one lamp on the desk, pulled the chair closest to the window where he always sits when he needs to decompress before he can talk. Small things.The kind of preparation that can't fix anything but makes space for the person you love to come back into themselves at their own pace.I felt him before the door opened.The bond does that. It doesn't give me words or images — it's more like weather, like standing outside and reading the pressure in the air before a storm arrives.What came through the bond when Rowan crossed the threshold of the house was heavy and cold and tired in a way that went deeper than two days without proper sleep.Something had shifted in him. Something had been added to the weight he already carried
ROWAN POV Matthias went on and on for forty minutes and I let him.There's a particular discipline in listening without interrupting when every instinct is pushing toward questions, but the questions would keep, and Matthias was painting a picture and I understood enough to know that stopping him mid-construction would only mean he'd have to rebuild context each time.So I sat, and I kept my hands still on the table, and I listened.Twenty years.That was the first thing that recalibrated everything else. I'd been calculating for months, maybe two or three years on the outside. The kind of timeline that fits a man who found an opportunity and moved on it.Twenty years meant Cassius had started building this before most of the Alphas in this room had taken their seats. Before I had. Before half the current alliance map had been drawn."He was seventeen when the dissolution was declared," Matthias said. "He spent the first five years just surviving. Learning. Staying beneath any thres
ROWAN'S POVThe trade agreement with the Northern Territories had been sitting on my desk for three days now without a signature. I read through it again, the third time this morning — and still couldn't find anything wrong with it. The terms were reasonable and the language was clear. There was
*MIRA'S POV*I heard the voices before I was fully awake.They were outside the door, close enough to be deliberate. Not the low, professional exchanges of the guards — these were different. They were female voices, pitched just loud enough to carry through the wood.I lay still and listened befor
MIRA'S POVI stood near the door of the south room while Rowan sat across from Isla at the small table. Tobias was standing behind Rowan, arms folded. No one had asked me to leave, and no one had asked me to stay, so I stayed.Rowan leaned back in his chair and looked at Isla directly. "I'm not acc
MIRA’S POVThe heavy doors had closed behind Finn, but his voice still seemed to ring in the chamber. My hands were pressed against my stomach, my fingers digging into the fabric of my dress. I could feel my heart hammering against my ribs. Rowan was standing nearby, his shoulder bleeding, but my
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