Mag-log inI ripped his claws from my shoulders and pinned his arms above his head. He thrashed under me, his eyes flashing with something deeper than anger. That was when I sensed it. The sweet scent of cinnamon—the smell of a wolf’s arousal. We froze, our bodies pressed together, so close I could feel the tremors of his heart against mine. That wasn’t all….I felt his hardness, bulging and aching with need. “Don’t look at me.” He turned away, squeezing his eyes shut as his cheeks tinted pink with shame. “I give up, so just kill me already, I can’t take it anymore.” I swallowed hard, faltering yet again. But instead of recoiling, instead of mocking him, I crashed my lips against his. **** Darius Lane lost everything for the sake of love and freedom. Once a renowned Alpha betrothed to the princess of Fenrir, he was stripped of his title and dignity after he chose the man he loved over a Royal decree—the same man who betrayed and left him to bear the brunt of his actions. Out of despair, the young princess had taken her own life and Darius was condemned for murder, thrown at the mercy of Prince Kael, the ruthless tyrant who reduced him to less than a slave. But when Kael moves to end his life, the unthinkable happens. A mate bond sparks between them, turning the tides. The tyrant prince faltered for the first time in his life, unable to believe he was tied to his sister’s killer. And a man at that! It is a prison of desire for Darius, for he began to crave the cruel prince who takes pleasure in his suffering. Against their will, their wolves yearn for each other, and hatred soon blurs into obsession.
view moreDariusThe silver thread of the needle felt like a hot wire against my skin as the tailors made the final adjustments to my formal tunic. I stood on the pedestal in my chambers, arms outstretched, a sacrificial lamb being dressed in the finest silks of the Silver Circle."The fit is perfect, Alpha," the head tailor murmured, his voice sounding thin and distant, like he was speaking through a layer of cotton. "The embroidery matches the Fenrir crest on your chest. A perfect union."I looked into the floor-length mirror. The man looking back at me was a stranger. I was wearing midnight-blue silk, trimmed with silver fur, and the Crest of Fenrir hung heavy and cold against my sternum. But my face, was a mask of pale, sweating marble. Every few seconds, the edges of my vision would fray, the stone walls of the room flickering into grey ash before snapping back into place."Darius?" Aveline’s voice came from the doorway.I didn't turn. I couldn't. If I moved too fast, I was afraid I’d fall
KaelThe forest didn't feel like my own anymore.Every tree, every rock, every scent trail of the pack should have felt like a map etched into my DNA. But as I sprinted through the undergrowth in my wolf form, my massive paws hitting the frozen earth with a rhythmic, bone-jarring force, the world felt like a poorly rendered painting. The colours were too sharp, the wind felt too cold. Overall, something felt quite off but I couldn’t place my finger around it.I was supposed to be hunting. Or rather, I was trying to outrun the itch inside my skull.Focus, Alpha.Behind me, the pack followed. I could hear the heavy breathing of Drew and the other wolves, their presence a steady thrum in the back of my mind. We were tracking a rogue, a scent that Miller had picked up on the southern border. It was foul and smelled heavy like rotting meat and something else that I couldn’t wrap my head around. It didn't belong to a wolf, and it certainly didn't belong to any witch I’d ever encountered.I
KaelThe broadsword bit into the wooden training post with a thud that vibrated all the way up to my shoulders. I didn't stop to admire the depth of the cut. I ripped the blade out, pivoted on my heel, and brought it down again, wood splinters flying like shrapnel.I was agitated. No—I was beyond agitated. I was restless in a way that made my wolf want to pace the perimeter of the territory until my paws bled."You’re going to need a new post by noon if you keep that up, Alpha," Drew called out from the edge of the pit. He was leaning against a stone pillar, picking at a callus on his thumb. "Save some of that for the hunt tonight.""The post doesn't talk back," I growled, not breaking my rhythm. "Which makes it better company than half the Council members currently clogging up my hallways."The Fenrir estate was crawling with them. Silver Circle witches, Southern Pack delegates, and every two-bit diplomat looking to get a piece of the alliance. All here for a wedding that felt more l
DariusI opened my eyes, and for a heartbeat, the world was a blurred smudge of gold and cream. My head throbbed with a dull, rhythmic ache, a throb behind my eyes that felt like a door slamming shut over and over again. I blinked, trying to clear the fog, expecting to see the dark-timbered beams of my room back in my pack where I had gone to bed the previous night iinstead, I saw a canopy of pale lilac silk.I bolted upright, my breath catching in a throat that felt like it had been scraped raw. This wasn't my room. Fuck, where the fuck was I? I winced and grabbed my head immediately from the sudden pain that shut along my spine. The room started to shift into focus and I realized where I was, I was in her room. I was in the Fenrir pack house."Darius?” Her eyes fluttered and she stared at me, she ran her fingers along my skin. I wanted to pull away but I remained still, “Are you okay? You’re shaking."The voice was like a bucket of ice water to the chest. I spun my head toward the l
ELENAThe air in the study was thick with the scent of old parchment and the faint, medicinal sting of the salve I’d used on my neck. Luca was standing at the tall floor-to-ceiling window when I entered. He didn't turn around. He always stood there, positioned perfectly to oversee the courtyard and
DariusDrew scrambled through the window, looking like he’d gone ten rounds with a mountain lion. There was a nasty gash above his eyebrow, and his clothes were torn and dusty. He looked around the room, taking us all in. He saw me, then Aveline, and finally his eyes landed on Kael. He let out a lo
KaelThe pain cursed through my entire frame. It felt like steel burning through me and someone had poured lava into an open sore in my body and the liquid was burning its way down. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to focus on letting the process run faster because I had a feeling that someone lik
Darius“How much further do we have to go?” I asked, the balls of my feet already starting to burn from the distance we had walked. She didn’t say a word, just steadily forged ahead, crushing the twigs under her weight. I sighed, heaving a tired sigh once more and followed in her steps. We walked a






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