MasukAmara is just an Alpha’s daughter. Though, she’s treated like she isn’t. Abused, hated, and treated like garbage, she found a way to survive with her family. And at the age of 24, she still hadn’t found her mate, so she was chosen to attend a ball at per the Dark Lycan kings request, along with 39 other unmated females from surrounding packs.Scared and lonely, she is forced to endure the ball with her strength. That is.. until she ends up finding her mate. Sebastian has a dark past. Every night is always the same with him. He can’t sleep, especially after the death of his wife. Plagued by nightmares, his beast takes control every night wreaking havoc upon his palace. He doesn’t even remember the night his chosen mate died, only the aftermath. Only finding her in his bed with him covered in her blood. But then, he met Amara.The Moon Goddess had given him a mate, even after taking a chosen mate and losing her.And his fear of what would happen to her grew stronger with every night he watched her sleep in his bed. Afraid that one day she would cease to exist. That he would be the cause.. or maybe even the many snakes that stay within the walls of the palace.Will Sebastian finally be able to trust himself enough to love her? Will Amara be the one to break through his walls? Will Amara be able to love such a beast, even as she fights the bond alongside him?
Lihat lebih banyakAmara POV “So.. that was awkward.” Luther jests across from us. I blink slowly, taking in a deep breath. “You’re telling me,” Tomas says, grabbing the glass in front of him and placing it to his mouth. Yeah.. you’re telling me! This is new news to me. Completely unbelievable. “And why are you just now mentioning this?” I ask, glaring between my father and Tomas. “Do you really think this would have gone well if your mate wasn’t here with you? You’d have lost it.” He says. Hmm.. maybe he’s not wrong but still. Absolutely not cool. My jaw tightens as I lean back slightly in my chair, crossing my arms. “You’re right,” I mutter. “I would have.” Aven lets out a quiet snort beside Luther. “At least you’re honest.” “I’m always honest,” I shoot back. Sebastian stays quiet next to me, but I can feel him. That tension sitting just under his skin. Controlled. Watching. Listening. Always listening. Tomas sets his glass down with a so
Amara POV The halls feel different this time, and I cannot tell if it is because the place has changed or that my mate is here. The last time I walked through these corridors, everything felt controlled, watched, and carefully measured. Every step I took felt like it belonged to someone else. Every breath felt borrowed. Now, Sebastian walks beside me, and nothing feels distant anymore. Everything feels sharper, more real, like the world has snapped back into focus. The servants guide us through the long corridors in silence. Their footsteps are soft against the polished black floors, and none of them dare to meet our eyes for more than a passing second. Still, I can feel it. The attention. The curiosity. The tension that lingers beneath the surface of everything here. Sebastian does not speak. His hand remains wrapped around mine, firm and steady, as if he has no intention of letting go. Every so often, his thumb brushes against my knuckles, absent but grounding, like he
Amara POV The halls feel different this time, and I cannot tell if it is because the place has changed or that my mate is here. The last time I walked through these corridors, everything felt controlled, watched, and carefully measured. Every step I took felt like it belonged to someone else. Every breath felt borrowed. Now, Sebastian walks beside me, and nothing feels distant anymore. Everything feels sharper, more real, like the world has snapped back into focus. The servants guide us through the long corridors in silence. Their footsteps are soft against the polished black floors, and none of them dare to meet our eyes for more than a passing second. Still, I can feel it. The attention. The curiosity. The tension that lingers beneath the surface of everything here. Sebastian does not speak. His hand remains wrapped around mine, firm and steady, as if he has no intention of letting go. Every so often, his thumb brushes against my knuckles, absent but grounding, like he
Amara POV The room tightens all over again, but not in the same way it did before. Earlier, it was tension, sharp and immediate, the kind that warns of violence just waiting to spill over. This feels different. This feels wrong, like something unseen has slipped into place where it does not belong, something sharp and deliberate settling into the cracks of the moment. No one moves. No one breathes. Even Leviath, who never seems caught off guard, does not speak right away, and that alone tells me everything I need to know. This man.. he was not expected. The man’s gaze drifts lazily across the room, unhurried and entirely too comfortable for someone who just disrupted a room full of predators. His attention passes over the vampires, over the guards lining the walls, over Sebastian and the others, before finally landing on Sybil. And everything about him changes. Not softer. Not warmer. Just focused in a way that feels far more dangerous than anything else. “There you ar
Sebastian POV For a moment none of us move. The kid stands there in the firelight like he just wandered into the wrong campsite by accident. Dirt on his cheeks. Bare feet. Torn shirt hanging off one shoulder. And a dagger humming with enough magic to make the hair on the back of my neck sta
Amara POV For a moment the throne hall feels too quiet. The fire crackles softly beside me, its flames dancing in lazy orange waves that reflect off the polished black desk between us. My father leans back in his throne like a man completely at ease, like the conversation we just had was not
Amara POV Morning comes slowly. Slower than usual. Not with the sounds of the people waking for training, or the distant echo of warriors sparring in the courtyard like I’m used to. No. This morning arrives in quiet, creeping through the tall windows in pale strips of gray light. F
Sebastian POV “Damn it!” Edgar lunges again. I barely get my arm up in time as he shifts midair, his teeth snapping shut inches from my throat. The force of it sends both of us crashing into the dirt. He claws at me like a starving animal, his claws digging into my coat as






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