LOGINMorgana Hamilton died betrayed, poisoned, and discarded like a pawn in her husband’s ruthless bid for power. Then she woke up. Thirty minutes before she would poison the most dangerous man in the West Coast—the Alpha King himself. This time, she refuses to be a sacrifice. Dante Hamilton is power wrapped in sin. Ruthless. Commanding. A man whose dark gaze strips her bare without touching her. He has always watched her. Always wanted her. And now that fate has given them both a second chance, the heat between them is no longer a secret—it’s a wildfire. To save him, Morgana must seduce him. To survive, she must betray her husband. But the deeper she sinks into Dante’s world of leather, dominance, and whispered promises in the dark, the more she realizes she isn’t pretending anymore. His hands on her skin ignite something primal. His possessiveness awakens the wolf inside her. And when he claims her, it isn’t just her body he takes—it’s her loyalty, her hunger, her soul. Yet power is never taken without blood. As secrets unravel, paternity scandals explode, and a kingdom teeters on the brink of war, Morgana must choose: revenge… or reign. Because this time, she won’t die a pawn. She will rise as Queen. And the Alpha who obsesses over her? He will either rule beside her… or burn the world down for her.
View MoreRyker’s POV:“Father, have you seen Morgana? She’s been gone all night and her phone isn’t going through.”Something is going on right now.And I'm sure it has everything to do with my father.“I don’t know,” he replies, without even sparing me a glance. “Why don’t you look for her?”“I’m trying,” I sigh. Seriously, what is wrong with Morgana? After the wedding she just vanished. I’d gone to painstaking lengths getting a reservation for us, a little treat to show her that i can still be the good husband she remembers, and this is how she repays me?I’ve always known her to be an ungrateful wretch but this is over the top.“Dad,”He sighs and turns to me. “What do you want, Ryker?”I open my mouth to reply, then it hits me.Something is seriously wrong. He’s dressed in all black, the attire I usually see him in when he has a bike race. Which is crazy, because shouldn’t he have given that up already? Isn't he too old for that?I don’t dare voice my thoughts. Partly because he doesn’t l
Morgana’s POVI couldn’t focus for the rest of the wedding. In my defense, I tried. I told alpha Dante I wanted to end things. End things? That makes it sound like there was something between us to begin with. “Another glass?” The bartender asks with wide eyes. “Miss, I assume this isn’t my place, but perhaps switch to water?”I force on a small smile and nudge my empty glass forward. The ice clinks together. I pluck out one and pop it into my mouth. “Don’t worry about me. I have high alcohol tolerance.”He doesn’t look convinced. He’s looking at me, his expression caught between worry and professional ignorance. He chooses the latter, refills my glass and adds another ice cube. The ice in my mouth burns. I chew into it, ignoring how my teeth explodes in pain. The whiskey is gone in three gulps. “Hey, do you have a minute?” I push the glass forward again. “I’m kinda losing my mind here.”He gives me a skeptical look before looking around the bar. I’m at the hotel bar and it’s no
Dante’s POVIf Morgana keeps looking at me that way, I’ll do something I’m bound to regret. My sister is getting married. She should be my entire focus. I should be playing the part of the overbearing older brother down to a tee. Instead I can’t stop looking at Morgana. Fuck me. Is it the dress that hugs her body, tempting me to rip it off and take her in front of everyone?Or maybe it’s her eyes. Fuck me. They way she’s looking at me I can fucking guess what she’s thinking. Or it’s the way her scent reaches me from a distance, soft and floral and slightly different than I remember.It’s a mix of everything. And exactly why I should keep away from her. My wolf hasn’t stopped judging me for the previous night. For making her cry and sending her away in anger. What a bastard. I’ve given up explaining this to him over and over. She doesn’t know she’s my mate. As far as she’s concerned, I’m her father in law. Yet my mind wanders. Melissa is the one at the altar. Yet I think of M
Morgana’s POV:Today is the day. I can’t believe it’s been two days since I came to Las Vegas. It feels like two years. The festivities are a blur. First, I wake to the sound of commotion outside the door. Turns out Ryker was already up and getting ready. When I asked why he didn’t wake me, he mumbled something I couldn’t understand. Fine. That wasn’t a problem. I’m one of Melissa’s bridesmaids. The fact that I almost overslept on her special day is a slap to the face. I hastily get ready and head to her preparation room. Surprisingly, things are more calm inside. Her friends are composed as they help the stylists get Melissa ready. After a furious apology for my tardiness, I join them, my stomach fluttering with nerves as if I’m the one getting married. Three hours later, Melissa walks down the aisle, Alpha Dante leading her. It’s a lovely day, the sun is out, the air is loaded with the scent of flower arrangements, and birds twitter all around the garden. I swear these weren
Morgana's POVRyker watches me as I add the poison to the Alpha’s whiskey.“Add everything,” he instructs, his voice hard. Always hard. He just cannot pretend to be soft for too long. “I don’t trust that man to remain dead with the little quantity you put.”I do as instructed. I pour all the poison
Morgana's POVMy chest clenches so tightly that I can barely breathe. My stomach burns fiercely. I jolt awake, my breathing erratic as I sit up on the three-seater couch.But there is no blood spilling from my mouth and nose. I am neither in the grave nor in the afterlife.No. Far from it.I am in
Morganna's PovThe pit in my stomach deepens.What?!Babe?!She must have had a slip of the tongue.I expect Ryker to glare at her like he always does and tell her she is mistaken, but instead, he smiles. A smile he has never given me.“Yes!” he replies firmly. “We did it, my love.”My love?!I par
Morgana' Pov“I swear, once you get my father to drink this, I will change. The reason why I have been hard on you is because Father has been annoying me a lot lately. Once you get rid of him, I will become happier and be a different person for you. I will truly love you this time, Mor. We will sta






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