LOGINOn her wedding day, Alpha Princess Leah lost everything. Her groom was killed at the altar. Her father was dragged in chains. And she was thrown at the mercy of the man who hated her bloodline more than anyone. King Ares. He should have killed her. Instead, he claimed her. She was the mate he didn't want but couldn’t resist. Not as his queen. Not as his Luna. But as his breeder. “I’ll make you mine until there’s nothing left of you, Princess. You’ll give me heirs until I’m done, and then, I’ll kill you.” Leah swore she would never bow to him. She would escape with her tortured father, free her people, and watch Ares bleed for what he’s done. But the longer she spends in his grasp, the more the bond between them twists into something far more dangerous. Hate. Obsession. Desire. He wants vengeance. She wants freedom. But between hunger and hatred, one of them will break. And when the Alpha King who swore to ruin her becomes the only man she can’t resist— And the daughter of his greatest enemy becomes the only woman who plagues his mind— A war of bodies and hearts begins. Ruin me, Alpha… or I’ll ruin you.
View More“Fine,” my mother said, though she didn’t look convinced. “Just discussing final details.” “Wonderful.” Adrian’s arm slid around my waist. “Elena and I should get going. We have the menu tasting this afternoon.” As we left, I felt my mother’s eyes on my back. She knew something was wrong. But knowing and being able to help were two different things. The menu tasting was another exercise in control. Every dish I preferred, Adrian rejected. “Too simple,” he’d say. Or “Not impressive enough.” He chose everything. The food. The wine. The presentation. “This is our wedding,” I finally said. “Shouldn’t I have some say?” “Of course you should.” His smile was indulgent. “But darling, you’re not thinking clearly. Still weak from your illness. Let me handle the details. I know what’s best.” What’s best. Translation: what he wanted. “I don’t like fish,” I said when he selected a seafood course. “You’ll learn to like it.” His hand covered mine. “I’ll teach you.” The head chef look
ElenaThe next morning, I woke to find Elinor shaking me gently.“You need to get up,” she said quietly. “Adrian sent word. He’s taking you to the seamstress this morning. For the wedding dress.”I wanted to refuse. Wanted to stay in bed and let the fever take me.But Adrian’s threats hung over me like a sword.“Help me dress,” I said.Elinor’s hands were gentle as she helped me into a simple gown. My body still ached from the broken bond. Every movement felt like wading through deep water.“You don’t have to do this,” Elinor whispered as she laced my dress. “Tell your father. Tell him what Adrian really is.”“I can’t.” My voice was hollow. “He’ll kill Kieran.”“Kieran is already gone—”“But not dead.” I met her eyes in the mirror. “And as long as he’s alive, I have to protect him. Even if it costs me everything.”She looked like she wanted to argue. But she just finished the laces in silence.Adrian arrived precisely on time.He smiled when he saw me, his expression warm and loving.
ElenaI watched from my window as dawn broke over the palace.Below, in the courtyard, a small group was preparing to leave. Horses. Supplies. Guards escorting a single rider north.Kieran.My hand pressed against the cold glass as if I could reach him from here. As if the distance between my tower window and the courtyard below wasn’t an impossible chasm.He didn’t look up.Why would he? The bond was broken. He couldn’t feel me watching. Couldn’t sense my desperation, my grief, my need to run to him.He mounted his horse with fluid grace despite the beating Adrian’s men had given him. Even from here, I could see the stiffness in his movements. The way he favored his left side.They’d broken ribs. Split his lip. Blackened his eye.All because he’d touched me.All because I hadn’t been brave enough to choose him before it was too late.The group began to move. Heading toward the gates. Toward the northern border. Toward a life that didn’t include me.I wanted to scream. To throw open t
Elena“Adrian—” I started.“Don’t.” He held up a hand. “Don’t lie to me. Not now. I can see it. I can see everything.”“It’s not what it looks like—”“Isn’t it?” His voice was cold. “Because it looks like my fiancée is on a terrace with her bodyguard. Looking very much like she’s been kissing him. Looking very much like there’s something between them.”Silence.Heavy and damning.“How long?” Adrian asked quietly.“Adrian, please—”“How long, Elena?” His voice rose. “How long have you been sneaking around with him? How long have you been lying to me?”I couldn’t answer. Couldn’t speak.Kieran stepped forward. “My lord, this is my fault—”“Stay out of this.” Adrian’s eyes never left me. “I’m talking to my fiancée. The woman who’s supposed to marry me in ten days. The woman I thought loved me. So I’ll ask again. How long?”“Since the storm,” I whispered.He laughed bitterly. “The storm. Of course. When you were trapped in the tower. When I was worried sick about you. You were with him.”
ElenaI avoided Kieran for three days.Three agonizing days where I threw myself completely into wedding preparations.Final dress fitting. Seating arrangements. Menu confirmations. Vow writing.I forced myself to be present. To be engaged. To commit fully to Adrian.Adrian noticed the change."You
ElenaThe next week was agony.Wedding preparations intensified. Dress fittings. Menu tastings. Rehearsals.All while I snuck away to be with Kieran every chance I got.We were reckless. Desperate. Completely out of control.The library became our favorite spot. Late at night when everyone else sle
Elena“You’re cruel, you know.”I turned to find Kieran emerging from the shadows.“What?”“Letting him kiss you.” His voice was hard. “Letting him talk about your future together. Letting him plan a wedding that should never happen.”“What am I supposed to do? Tell him the truth? Destroy him?”“Ye
ElenaI lasted three days.Three days of avoiding Kieran. Of throwing myself into wedding planning. Of pretending his words hadn’t shattered me.Three days of lying to myself that I could stay away.On the fourth day, I broke.It was late afternoon. I was in the library, reviewing guest lists for t


















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