LOGINThis isn’t your typical medieval romance. My name is Penelope Ernaut, the first daughter of the Ernaut Dukedom. I once had it all—status, power, a future. Until one betrayal shattered everything. My pack fell. My bloodline crumbled. And I ran, dragging my sister with me, hoping we could escape it all. However, we didn’t. She left me. Just like everyone else. After dying in the hands of my sister who returned and my mate who saw me as a toy, I was giving another chance to live again and I came back to make them bleed... But I never expected the Lycan King. Dain Zevryn—His Majesty. To come into my life. He was cold, dangerous, and beautiful in all the ways that make you ache. To the world, we were nothing more than allies and business partners. But behind closed doors, I was his only sweet toy, stripped bare for his sinful duties. I thought this time I was taking control of my story. But the deeper I fell into his world, the more I realized—I didn’t escape the cage. I just stepped into a prettier one and would I ever escape it this time?
View More• | Dain’s POVI felt restless. My skin prickled with rage. The curse, the beast my father warned me about, was pacing the cage of ny ribs, hungry. Had we gotten used to her presence?It hd as been hours since I’d last punished her for her defiance. Hours since I had last buried myself into her core and branded my name on her skin. So that it would be the only thing she remembers. But it was not enough. I craved the moment her calmness would shatter, the instant her mind goes black and the only thing she could whimper was my name. She might have done that hours ago, but I know that the only way to see the deepest part of her heart would be when I sink my fangs into her neck and mark her. But she was not ready yet. Thymos suddenly materialized from the shadows by the hearth, stoping me from my pacing and my furrowing, his black cloak absorbing the fire light. He knelt. One knee down. “Your Majesty.” His voice muffled.“Speak.”“Baroness Hedone Left the palace.”My blood went
| • Penelope’s POV“Who was that?”He didn't have the distinct scent of the King’s special knight. Before I could even ask for his name, he was gone with the wind. He wore the same black cloak I had, did he come to the townsquare under disguise?There were so many questions, but I had to shake my head and stop thinking about our encounter.If it was indeed fate then let us meet again. After walking for a long time, I finally find the place I was looking for, there was no one else in the alley as I looked left and right. When my gaze settled in front of me, an old wooden door was in my view. I took one step forward and knocked on it three times, in a familiar pattern. The sign of the number seven. Soon the huge door opened with a creek, I stepped back. My fingers clutched on the assassin crest. Soon a man stepped out, a huge frown on his bearded face, with cold scarred red eyes. He was huge and burly and very tall. He had the scent of a rogue wolf. I gulped. “State your purpos
| • Penelope’s POV“I am going to kill them, and make sure they are not able to heal themselves.” I proclaimed.His eyes gleamed with a murderous light, a cold smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. My body shuddered from fright, because I knew what his gaze meant.The King was one to love bloodshed, and I was sure that his blood was trumming with delight to hear me say that.His head dropped to my shoulders, as he nuzzled into my neck with a muffled sigh.“Are you sure you wouldn’t need my help, little Penny?” He asked and I pressed my lips into a thin line.“Your Majesty has a pile of work on his desk, and I do not want to be of any inconvienience to you.” I didn’t lie but honestly answered. The King didn’t have any business meddling into my business.Neither did I want him to.He chuckled, pulled away and took some distance away from me before drawing his sword and pointing it at me. My body straightened immediately. “You have a pretty tongue, little one. Shall we continue?” He
| • Penelope’s POV“Mother!”I woke with a jolt, my forehead covered with cold sweat, my chest heaving from the aftermath of my nightmare.The dream was so vivid and yet a shocking revelation that I had still not recovered from my past.Even though I have changed the present in so many ways.The past would continue to be a stain in my present life.I lifted my body off the bed, only to wince from the pain in my wait. I hissed in anger remembering everything the King had put me through last night.At least this time, he didn’t stay days doing it.Carefully, I kneaded my back until I felt it subside, while I was doing that, I heard the persistent knocking on the door.Growing louder with each passing second.“Come in.” I commanded, pulling the covers over my head. I wanted to sleeep in more.No matter who it was, I just wanted to keep sleeping. My bones were exhausted and my buttocks burned from last night assaults.The despicable king.I gritted my teeth. Just then, I felt the covers p
| • King Dain's POVI should have sent my men alone.Instead, there I was—gloves on, battle gear secured—leading the raid myself like some common soldier. Duke Ernaut's territory stretched before me, and my horse’s hooves crushed their manicured grounds.There was something here. Something I needed
| • Penelope's POVI guess every living thing has its time to die.I just never imagined mine would come at the hands of the mate I loved eternally.Rain poured down on me, chilling my already-numb body and slowing heart. Out of the corner of my blurry, lifeless gaze, I watched as my mate—the love
| • Dain’s POVA king doesn’t fall between a woman’s legs—and I would not be the first.In that moment, when I smelled the most delicious blood in the air like a damned vampire, I wanted to kill anything that dared to make me pause and hunger for it.But as I turned around and met her clear blue ey
| • Penelope's POVI was scared. I know I chose this path, even walked into his luxurious car with him—one I didn't even know where it came from—but as we drove out of Ernaut's estate. One thing was clear.I had submitted my fate into the hands of my enemy.With none of my belongings.Something n
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