LOGINOn the night Winora was meant to be claimed and crowned Luna. Adrian Vael, her mate publicly announces that his true fated mate was Winora’s Step sister, Arwen. Humiliated, Betrayed and cast aside like garbage. She fled into the dark straight into the arms of a stranger. One night of raw, consuming passion with a man whose face she never fully saw and one mistake she swore to bury forever. But the wolf she surrendered her innocence to wasn't just any wolf. It was Fenrir, The ruthless Lycan King. The king who swore he'd never take another mate. The king who has spent months tearing apart kingdoms, hunting for the mysterious woman who vanished from his bed before dawn. No she wolf will ever be his Luna except the one who shared his bed that night. Winora returns home marked. Scarred. Desperate to hide the evidence of her shameful night. Her stepmother and stepsister are terrified. The visible mating mark on her neck threatens to bring scandal to their household. Their solution? Send her to the Lycan Kingdom as a surrogate for the King who refuses to take a mate. But there's a problem. She's trapped in his palace, living under his roof, forced into his presence while hiding the one secret that could destroy them both. Every night, she aches to surrender to the man who has no idea she's already his. Every glance, every accidental touch, every moment in his overwhelming presence makes it harder to resist. Because Fenrir doesn't just want any mate. He wants his and when the truth finally comes out? Kingdoms will burn, Enemies will kneel and the woman who was once rejected will rise as the most treasured queen in all the realms.
View More"Get up!" I jerked awake as my eyes adjusted to the dim room. My hand flew to my neck the mark was still there before I could examine it, my blanket was ripped away."Up." Alpine, my stepmother, stood beside my bed already dressed. "The elders will be here soon.""I thought they were coming later.""And I thought you'd have enough sense to wake yourself." She threw a pile of clothes onto the bed and turned toward the door. "Get dressed and cover your neck."My hand went instinctively to the mark as she narrowed her eyes."I don't want anyone seeing it before we know what exactly you've done." She gave me a cold look before leaving.I dressed quickly, then reached for the small vial hidden beneath my pillow. The witch's perfume. I'd paid everything I had for it a scent to mask what I truly was. One drop behind each ear, one at the base of my throat. The mark burned beneath my collar as I applied it but the perfume's magic worked instantly, burying my scent.By the time I entered the ha
Fenrir's POVSilence was a weapon and I wielded it like a blade.The throne room stretched before me black marble, obsidian pillars, shadows that seemed to breathe. My court stood in perfect stillness, their heads bowed, their breathing shallow. They had learned long ago that when the Lycan King did not speak, it was because he was deciding who would bleed.I sat upon my throne as my fingers drummed once against the armrest. The sound echoed like a death knell."Your Majesty." Nyko, my head escort stepped forward with the careful hesitation of a wolf who knew he was treading on dangerous ground. "The search parties have returned.""And?""Nothing." He swallowed. "The eastern territory has been searched three times. The northern border twice. The southern""Search again." My words echoed.Nyko's jaw tightened. He was the only wolf in my court who dared to speak freely to me a privilege earned through years of loyalty and the rare courage to tell me when I was wrong but even he knew his
I had barely crossed the entrance hall when my stepmother's voice cut through the silence like a blade."Where do you think you're going?"I stopped. My fingers tightened around the small bag hanging from my shoulder. She stood at the top of the staircase, her eyes moving over my torn wedding dress with open disgust as though I had dragged mud across her precious floors."You finally came back." Each step she descended sounded like a countdown. "You run from your own wedding, disgrace this family in front of the entire pack, and then you have the audacity to return?""I didn't run because I wanted to." My voice came out smaller than I intended. "I was rejected.""And?" The to word struck harder than a slap."And?" I repeated, incredulous."Yes. And?" She stopped directly in front of me. "Do you think you're the first woman be rejected? Perhaps you should have stayed and accepted your humiliation quietly. At least then, only you would have suffered.""I couldn't ""You couldn't?" She g
He just kept staring at me. I should have scrambled to my feet and run Instead I stayed frozen as a part of me the part tired of being good, tired of waiting, tired of always doing the right thing. I wanted to see what he would do.He studied me as his eyes never dropped to my ruined dress. They stayed on my face, as if the dress meant nothing, as if I were the only thing in the forest worth noticing. The air changed as It grew thick, charged, bowing around him.My wolf, broken and grieving still lifted her head..“Why are you’re running all by yourself in this territory at this hour?,” he said. Not a question.My throat tightened. “My mate chose someone else.”Something flickered in his eyes like understanding or something darker.“Then he’s a fool.”I looked away. “You don’t even know me.”“I don’t need to.” His hand lifted as he brushed my cheek, surprisingly gentle for someone who radiated that much power. He wiped a tear from my skin. “Anyone who makes a woman cry like this doesn












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