LOGINTen years of devotion. Two years of a hollow marriage. One night to break it all. Lanka Monroe was a stray, a broken pup rescued from the dirt and raised within the cold, prestigious walls of the Wolfe Crest Estate. For a decade, he worshipped the man who saved him—Andrew Wolfe, the lethal, untouchable Alpha of the North. But the hero of Lanka’s youth became the tyrant of his adulthood. To the pack, Lanka is the seductive social climber who drugged the Alpha to secure a mating bond. To Andrew, Lanka is a stain on his reputation, a burden to be endured until his "true" match returns. When Andrew’s old flame, Serena, reappears to reclaim her throne, the fragile peace shatters. Lanka is tired of being the ghost in the hallways. He’s ready to tear the ancestral earrings from his flesh and walk out of the estate with his pride intact. But as he hands over the divorce papers, a dark secret in the Wolfe bloodline comes to light. Andrew doesn’t just want a mate anymore—he needs a donor. And suddenly, the Alpha who wouldn't touch Lanka is the one pinning him to the bed, demanding the very pup he once forbade. In a world of ancient pack laws and silver-tongued lies, Lanka must decide: Will he remain a sacrificial lamb for the Wolfe family, or will he let the bond burn to ashes to find his own freedom?
View MoreLanka Monroe"Lanka Monroe, you cannot just cast my words aside!" Judith Lane yells from the dirt where he fell, his voice shaking with fear but still trying to sound proud. "Maren Cole is the one who ordered my boots to come here! You lived inside the Wolfe Crest Estate for over twenty winters. Your eyes practically watched Alpha Andrew grow from a little pup into a giant leader!"Carllo steps forward and lifts his big, heavy fist right in front of Judith's nose, making a loud cracking sound with his knuckles. Judith shuts his mouth instantly, his teeth clicking together in pure terror.I look down at the hot metal thermos resting in my hands, and a sudden new idea sparks inside my brain. I see a young pack delivery runner standing near the stone gate, looking real confused about whether his boots should walk into the fight or run away. I walk straight over to his frame, push the hot thermos into his paws, and drop fifty silver coins into his open palm."Can your boots run this packag
Lanka Monroe"Just stop fighting my grip, Lanka," Andrew whispers right against my lips, his rough alpha mouth turning soft and gentle now.The heavy boots of the pack guards walk away down the hall until the noise is completely gone. My legs feel like melting butter. I slide down the cold stone wall, but his giant arms stay locked around my waist. He pulls my frame super tight against his chest, like he wants to squeeze our two bodies into one single wolf. He rests his heavy chin right on top of my hair as he speaks in a deep voice."You do not need to worry your mind about anything," Andrew rumbles deep in his chest. "Whatever your eyes saw between my boots and Stella, he changes nothing for our bond. Just wait for my word...""Shut your mouth, Andrew!" I yell, pushing my hands against his chest with every bit of power in my bones. I push so hard that his big boots trip backward, slamming his spine straight into the rock wall. "I do not want to hear one more lie from your tongue! My
Lanka Monroe"Alpha Andrew, what is your wolf looking at down the hall?" Martin asks, his loud voice breaking the quiet stone corridor. "Did your eyes see a rogue in the trees?"Andrew shakes his big head fast, his blue eyes blinking as he tries to clear his brain. He thinks to himself that his inner wolf must be going crazy from all the pack trouble today, making him see fake things in the shadows. He keeps feeling like my wolf is watching his boots from the dark corners, but when he looks, the stone hall is completely empty."It is nothing, just a cold mountain breeze blowing through the rocks. Let's not let the Elder catch a chill on his fur. Shall we take his wooden chair back inside the warm den?"He takes a long step forward to personally push the old elder Barbara’s wheels.Stella moves his boots to the side, pointing his fingers right at the heavy gray cashmere wolf coat resting over his arm. "Andrew, your big hands left your favorite pack jacket inside the sick bay this morni
Lanka Monroe"Mom, Dad, just let it go," Serena Wolfe says, walking up fast and grabbing Elara’s arm with a heavy sigh. "Lanka forgot all about our old childhood days a long time ago. If Andrew wasn't trying to protect this omega’s pride, the Alpha would never use his big claws against our Hawthorne family like this. It is super clear Lanka never wanted to help our pack from the very start."Kevin Hawthorne looks at my face, his skin turning completely dark with massive anger.Serena gives a tiny smirk and keeps talking loud. "But do not worry, Dad. I won't let our territory fall into ruin. I used my own pack links to get a big meeting with Lord Grover from the Crestview Pack tonight. I am totally sure I can make him give us the silver loan before the moon goes down.""You are just playing tricks on our family!" Kevin roars out, his brain completely snapping from the big stress. He raises his heavy fist and swings it straight at my face. "We wasted so much good meat and love on your w
"What is the meaning of this? Why are they both operating as if the other doesn't exist?"Daniel Cho muttered the question while peering at the screen of Matthew Hawthorne’s phone. His brow furrowed as he processed the two competing headlines currently dominating the digital feed of the territory.
"What do you mean by 'castrated'?"I could practically hear the blood rushing from Serena’s face over the line. April's voice was a ghostly whisper as she relayed the details."Exactly what it sounds like. It was removed right in front of him and... minced. The surgeons at Silverline are trying to
I thought he had finally been sated, but the relentless pressure against my wrists proved otherwise. I began to fight him again, my body twisting with a desperate, renewed strength that surprised even myself.He was far stronger, and as I squeezed my eyes shut against the dim light of the dressing
The film crew was a hive of biting whispers. I could feel the jagged edges of their judgment; they were snickering behind their hands, claiming that a "ruined" Monroe was being completely eclipsed by his own shadow—that the stand-in had more grace, better lines, and a more lethal presence than the
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