LOGINWhen Maya Hart married Alpha Marcus, she believed love would be enough to survive the brutal werewolf world. Eight years later, she realizes she was wrong. To the pack, Maya is nothing more than a weak human Luna who never belonged. Her husband looks at her with cold disappointment, the wolves openly mock her existence, and even her own son wishes for a stronger mother. Then everything falls apart in a single day. Diagnosed with terminal heart failure and shattered by public humiliation, Maya flees deep into forbidden territory—only to accidentally crash into a dying woman beneath the cover of night. She doesn't discover the truth until it's too late. The woman she tried desperately to save was the Queen of the Lycans. Now imprisoned by the terrifying Lycan King, Valen Alaric, Maya is accused of murdering his wife and sentenced to a brutal public execution. But moments before her death, an unexpected voice stops the punishment. The King’s young daughter. The lonely little princess refuses to let Maya die after the human doctor saved her life in the darkness of the castle dungeon. Suddenly, Maya’s death sentence turns into something far more dangerous. She is ordered to remain inside the royal castle as the princess’s personal medical nanny, trapped under the watchful eyes of a grieving king who still believes she destroyed his world. But as secrets unravel and the cold walls of the palace slowly begin to feel like home, Maya discovers something she never thought she would find again: A child who needs her. A place where she belongs. And a king whose hatred may be hiding something far more devastating than grief.
View MoreMaya's POV The morning sun had barely sliced through the heavy velvet curtains of my chambers before I was out of bed. Whatever lingering guilt I had carried for Queen Selene’s death was officially dead and buried. I had spent days feeling secretly sorry for Valen Alaric, rationalizing his cruelty because he was a mourning husband who had lost his wife.What an absolute joke. What kind of grieving widow spends his nights buried deep inside concubines while his own daughter’s nervous system is systematically destroyed by incompetent healers? He was a hypocrite, a monster, and a tyrant.I despised him with every single fiber of my being, and I was entirely done waiting for his permission or his royal records to do my job. If I only had three months left to live with this ticking clock in my chest, I was going to make every single day count.I didn't care about Valen, I didn't care about the records, and I certainly didn't care about the fact that every single werewolf in this cast
Maya's POV Slowly, I turned back around. Honestly, I shouldn't have. Whatever shred of peace I still possessed died the second my eyes landed on that bed again. The dark-haired concubine wasn't beneath Valen anymore. At some point during my attempted escape, she'd ended up sprawled across the massive sheets with her back arched dramatically while soft gasps spilled from her lips. I couldn't even properly tell what was happening from this angle anymore. Was he touching her or was he inside her? My brain kept trying to understand the positioning against my will, which only made the heat crawling up my neck even worse.And somehow, it got more humiliating. The blonde woman had moved too. She was no longer kneeling between Valen’s thighs. Instead, she was straddling the dark-haired woman’s face while quiet moans filled the room in messy, breathless waves. What the hell was wrong with these people? The dark-haired woman's eyes fluttered open briefly, and then she looked directl
Maya's POV Green.Bright green eyes were the first thing I saw when my eyelids finally fluttered open.The second awareness returned, panic followed right behind it.My hand flew straight to my throat while a sharp gasp scraped against my bruised windpipe. Instantly, the memory slammed back into me with brutal clarity. The stone wall digging into my spine. Leather-gloved fingers crushing my neck. The terrifying pressure stealing the air from my lungs.“Whoa, easy there.”The voice was smooth, almost amused, and it only made me jerk back harder against the pillows.The man leaning over my bed straightened immediately, though the lazy smirk on his face never disappeared.Thick dark hair fell loosely across his forehead, and unlike everyone else I had encountered in this castle, he looked relaxed. Comfortable. Almost charming.That alone made me distrust him instantly.“I usually prefer a warmer reaction after rescuing a lady,” he continued casually, “but I’ll settle for the gasp.”As I
Valen’s POV“Absolutely not.”My voice cut across the bedroom just as a pink velvet gown went sailing through the air before landing dramatically over the horn of a carved wooden chair.Anastasia didn’t even blink.She stood knee-deep in silk and lace like a tiny empress preparing for battle. She kept ruthlessly tossing dresses over her shoulder while muttering to herself under her breath. The floor had disappeared beneath layers of expensive fabric. Judging by the destruction surrounding her, half the wardrobe staff would probably cry when they saw this room later.“I have to look pretty, Daddy!”She yanked out a pale blue gown before pressing it against herself proudly. Her silver eyes practically sparkled as she twirled toward me.“It’s my first official appointment with my new angel.”Her new... What? I stared at my daughter for a long moment. Then I pinched the bridge of my nose.“She is not an angel,” I said flatly. “Angels generally do not arrive covered in blood and handcuffs
The morning sun did not bring warmth. It only illuminated the cruelty of the courtyard.The guards bound me tightly to a massive wooden execution post. They pulled my arms taut above my head.The heavy ropes bit into my wrists, but that pain was nothing compared to the uneven thudding in my chest.
Maya's POV The stone floor of the underground prison was pure ice. The chill bled straight through my thin clothes and deep into my bones.For three long days, I had been locked in this pitch-black cell. Only heavy iron bars separated me from the execution block.My failing heart throbbed with a d
Maya's POVThe tears came in blinding, hot waves.They blocked my view of the road ahead until everything turned into a blur of grey asphalt and dark green pines.I gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white while a broken sob tore from my throat.*Fragile. Useless. An emba
Maya Hart's POV"I wish I had a new mummy! I want a new mummy! Someone who isn't weak and broken!"The anger in my seven-year-old son's voice hit me harder than any physical blow.Leo stood right in the center of the school courtyard, his small hands curled into tight fists. After he screamed those
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