LOGINEsther is accused of killing the princess. She is tortured by Alpha King Nicholas and the entire pack. She hopes to find her mate on her eighteenth birthday and escape a life of torment, only to find that her mate is Nicholas who hates her guts.
View MoreThen I whispered, “She woke because of truth.”Nicholas’s POVTruth.The word cut deeper than any blade.Watching Esther’s wolf awaken, seeing that glow ripple through her, was like watching dawn break inside my own ribs. Norman howled in joy, circling like a storm.Mate. Whole again.I wanted to re
Esther’s POVThe moon hung low over the palace courtyard, pale and thin as if it too had been hollowed out by truth.I hadn’t slept in days. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Carl’s face in that hospital bed, the IV line glowing red with Nicholas’s blood, a thread connecting them that could never b
I couldn’t stay. Not then. Not with the room spinning around the truth.I turned on my heel and left.Outside, the evening had turned cold. The palace gardens stretched wide and silent, shadows long across the stone. I made it halfway to the fountain before the first surge of fury hit, hot and wild
Nicholas’s POVIt was supposed to be an ordinary morning.A quiet one, even the kind where the palace felt less like a fortress and more like a home. The smell of breakfast bread drifting through the halls, the faint laughter of children somewhere near the east courtyard.Then came the scream.High.
It had been at a ball, the last we had attended before Emily’s death. I’d had it designed specifically for her, and I had even kept it with Esther’s modest tastes. She never did care for finery and always wanted practically.The dress even had pockets, something I’d asked them to do for her. Amanda
Nicholas’s POVThe funeral had been my idea, or at least that was how I justified it.I had wanted to bring her body back, to bury her within my pack’s grounds, to lay her to rest where I could at least pretend to visit her.Werewolves were always buried quickly, not only as a sign of respect, but s
And for the first time, I wondered if I had truly destroyed the only thing that had ever been mine.Esther’s POVFrom the shadows of Kevin’s study, I watched Nicholas storm away. His broad shoulders were stiff, his fists clenched, but there had been no triumph in his face. Only anguish.The body was
I bit my lip, torn. His words struck deep, but still the pull inside me burned. “The children need a father,” I whispered. “And once… once I did love him.”“Just because he helped bring these children into the world doesn’t mean he will be a good father to him. Think of how he has treated you for so






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