로그인Indiana Sage wakes up inside her own werewolf novel—not as the loved main character but as the hated villain. Now reborn as Lady Lucindabella Pendragon, she’s doomed to die painfully. She’s already ruined lives, forced an engagement, and tried to destroy the kingdom’s greatest love story. Worse, she’s engaged to Alpha Romanov “Rome” Windsor, the cold, dangerously powerful wolf prince who despises her and has every reason to. Determined to survive, Indy breaks the engagement and steps off the villain’s path. She helps Rome fall in love with Clara, the woman he’s meant to choose. But the more she stays out of the spotlight, the more attention she draws. The kingdom starts watching. Other men start wanting her. And Rome can’t stop watching the woman who now refuses to fight for him. As desire tangles with regret, Indy realizes the story is no longer following the script she wrote. She was supposed to fade into the background. Instead, she becomes the one everyone wants.
더 보기INDY The steam still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower. A low growl rumbled behind me, and then Rome’s arms were around my waist, pulling me back against his hard chest. “Mmm, you smell good enough to eat, my baby.” His lips found the sensitive curve of my neck, sending a shiver through me.“Rome, I just washed,” I murmured, a weak protest that died in my throat as his fingers traced the damp line of my spine.“I’ll clean you up again, don’t worry.” His hand slipped lower, cupping me, and a soft gasp escaped my lips. “Ah, Rome,” I moaned, unable to stop myself. I turned in his embrace, my hands finding the wet skin of his chest. Our lips met in a heated kiss. We stumbled out, leaving a trail of damp footprints, our clothes discarded in a mess. The bed in his bedroom swallowed us as he pinned me beneath him. “Wild thing,” he breathed against my mouth, and just like that, he made love to me until I was lost in pleasure. Later, I found him in his office, brow furrow
POPPY One moment, we were making out on the couch of his mansion, then, before I knew it, we were in his room—his scent filling my senses. Jude sat on the edge of my bed, his broad shoulders hunched slightly, a nervous energy radiating off him that contrasted the confident glint in his eyes. Moonlight highlights the lean muscle beneath his t-shirt. My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. We’d been circling this moment for weeks, and finally, we were here. “You know,” he began, “I’ve actually been… preparing for this.” He swallowed, a visible bob in his throat.I laughed, a shaky, breathy sound. “Preparing? What, did you read a manual, Jude?” I was trying to lighten the mood, but a spark of genuine curiosity flickered within me. Jude, for all his quiet intensity, had always struck me as someone who took things seriously, perhaps too seriously.He grinned. “Something like that. And a little practice, I guess.” His eyes held mine, a mischievous glint dancing in their dep
POPPY There had been many moments—too many, actually. Moments where we were close to the point that I could feel Jude’s breath brushing against my lips, where the space between us was so thin that it almost felt meaningless. Moments where I thought, " This is it. And yet, it never happened. At least, not completely. Something always stopped us. Most of the time, it was his work. Sometimes, it was me. Sometimes, it was just… the overwhelming awareness that neither of us knew what we were doing. I lay on my bed one afternoon, a book resting open against my chest, my eyes scanning the same line over and over again without actually absorbing a single word. My mind was somewhere else, specifically, on my mate. I let out a soft groan and dropped the book over my face. “This is so embarrassing,” I muttered into the pages. The books I had been reading lately were not helpful at all. They were bold and wild—detailed in ways that made my face heat up just thinking about the
INDY When we returned from Firefell, I felt so much better. The world hadn’t changed, but I had. The car ride back to the mansion was quiet and comfortable. Rome sat beside me, his arm draped behind me, his fingers occasionally brushing against my waist. His hand slipped lower, bold and entirely unashamed, and squeezed my waist. “Rome,” I said sternly. He did it again with a cheeky smile. I turned to glare at him, but he only smirked, appearing unrepentant.“What?” he asked innocently.“You need to stop,” I said, lowering my voice. “We’re almost home.”“Exactly,” I shot back. “We are almost home.”He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear.“I’ll see you later in the bedroom, hmm?” he murmured.My heart skipped a beat, and I shook my head. “Haven’t you had enough in Firefell?” He turned to me with a smirk. “I will never have enough.” The car came to a stop, and before I could say anything else, he was already stepping out excitedly. I took it, but I knew that look in
INDY “This is Indy.”The announcement followed me like a banner as I was led through the narrow dirt paths of the village. The houses were small and built of timber and stone, their roofs layered with dried thatch and moss that had settled over time. Faces emerged from doorways and open windows a
INDY The war table had never looked so unforgiving.Maps, letters, sealed statements, financial records, and sworn testimonies were spread across its vast oak surface. My father stood at the head of the table, both hands braced against its edge. Age had not diminished him physically, but tonight
INDY “When is she waking up? It has been three days already.” The voices drifted toward me as though I were submerged beneath water. They rose and fell in waves, sometimes close enough that I could almost distinguish the faces behind them, and sometimes distant, like echoes carried by the wind th
INDY I overheard some of the maids talking.I wasn’t trying to. I had only slowed down because I dropped one of the folded shirts I was carrying, and when I bent to pick it up, their voices floated through the corridor like they were meant for me to hear.“It’s going to be my heat soon,” Clara sai
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