LOGINAmara 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?
View MoreAmara POV I wake to the taste of iron and rot. It coats my tongue and clings to the back of my throat. For a split second I nearly think it’s my own. I try to inhale too fast and choke, a broken sound bubbling out of me before I force myself to calm down. Cold stone presses against my cheek. I blink. Once. Twice. The world comes back in pieces instead of wholes. Torchlights first, trembling and yellow. Shadows dancing on the walls. The smell hits next. Old blood.. New blood. Vampire blood has such a wrongness to it, sweet and spoiled all at once, like something pretending to be alive. And goddess, I..I’m covered in it. My hands are slick, red-black up to my wrists, smeared across my forearms and chest. I’m absolutely covered.. my torn night gown is practically soaked entirely where it hasn’t ripped. My heart stutters. At least I’m not hurt. That should comfort me. But it doesn’t. I try to move. The sound comes before the pain. A dull clink. Metal answering m
Sebastian POV “WHERE IS SHE?!” The words thundered from my mouth, echoing throughout the castle. It’s been two days. Not a d*mn sight, not a d*mn word. Nothing. I can still feel that she’s alive.. that’s about all I have going for me at the moment. I’ve got my best witch working in tracking Amara. But she said it would take time. Time.. is something I do not have right now. Something Amara doesn’t have. It enrages me. A loud crack rang through the room and I looked down to see my desk had been split a little right of the middle where my fist landed. “I know, my King. I’m working on it.” Sybil spoke, her eyes flashing open and locking with mine. “Why is it taking so long? Do you need more hair?” I asked, grabbing Amara’s brush off my desk and walking toward her. “More hair won’t work.” She shook her head and sighed, closing her eyes as if trying to think. She was sitting on the ground in a black gown and her bright blonde
Amara POV “F*ck, stick her again!” The man who was carrying me shouted. Wherever we went.. It’s not a good place. I can sense the death.. I can smell the blood. My goddess it truly reeks of blood down here.. Vampires.. that’s why they smell different. “I can’t! The little brat is quick!” The one trying to pour liquid into my mouth from a vial shouted. He used his knee to push my arms down, and then he pinched my cheeks inward with one strong hand so hard I couldn’t keep my mouth closed. I felt a warmth flow through my entire body as I began to choke on the liquid, my nerves instantly relaxing. I could just.. sleep.. NO! Do not sleep.. stay awake.. “Now do what we need to do so we can go. I have better things to do.” The smell of human blood filled my nose as he lifted a glass cup to my lips. “Drink.” He said, but I shook my head. He grunted impatiently and held my nose, waiting for me to need to breathe. I tried to hold out as long as I could.. My mouth opened as
Amara pov The tension in the room shifted as the focus turned to Braden and Lola standing like statues at the altar. Lola wore a hot pink gown, typical for her, while Braden’s attire was a mix of dark blue leather and fine silk, the insignia of Blackwood Pack embroidered over his heart. The crowd fell into silence, the only sounds being the soft rustle of fabric and faint strum of music. The elder began the ceremony in a voice that made everyone but Sebastian and me tremble in their seats. “We gather today not only to witness the union of two powerful families but to honor the bond that will tie the fates of Lady Lola and Alpha Braden together as the Alpha and Luna of Blackwood Pack.” Lady Lola’s smile was anything but radiant, her eyes looking at everything but Braden. Braden stood rigid in front of her, his hold on her hands anything but gentle. From here, I could nearly see the tick in his jaw with every second that passed. It is obvious neither one of them wants to be he






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