FAZER LOGINAlina was raised as an omega maid, and she was kept out of sight and considered a nothing. However, when her pack is deprived of all their belongings at the end of the war, her stepbrother sells her as a sacrifice to the most dreaded rulers in the world, the twin Lycan kings, Kael and Kaden. A single night out with them transforms all that. They brand her as their mate, but the mark fades away by morning. The council calls her cursed. A fake Luna is brought in. And in a short time, Alina has been put in the position of a thief, a liar and a betrayer. Being hunted by the kings she loves, pushed back to the pack which abused her, Alina becomes the Alpha when she discovers the truth about the deaths of her parents. But the kings come back, imploring to be given another opportunity. Her wolf is dying. Her enemies are closing in. And the one, who can rescue her, must sacrifice all of it, even his wolf. At this point, Alina has to decide between revenge, power and the two men she can never forget.
Ver maisWe didn't sneak back into the Lycan capital. We marched.I rode at the head of the column, mounted on the black stallion Kaden had given me. To my left was Kael, his armor polished and his sword drawn. To my right was a carriage, shielded and guarded, carrying Kaden. He was too weak to ride, but he refused to stay behind. He wanted to see Cassandra’s face when the truth came out.The Rowan pack followed us. Five hundred wolves, all of them wearing the Rowan crest, their heads held high. They weren't a defeated pack anymore. They were the honor guard of an Alpha.As we approached the capital gates, the Lycan guards leveled their spears. The air was thick with tension. The city was on lockdown, the news of the "fallen king" and the "thief" having turned the streets into a powder keg."Open the gates!" Kael’s voice thundered, shaking the very stones of the wall."The Council has forbidden your entry, Prince Kael!" the guard captain shouted back. "You are stripped of your command until th
Kaden couldn't walk.It wasn't that his legs didn't work; it was that his balance was gone. Without the constant, grounding presence of his wolf, he felt like he was floating. We had to carry him into the great hall, laying him on the soft furs in front of the massive hearth. Kael stayed by his side, his hand never leaving Kaden’s arm, as if he were trying to pump his own Lycan energy into his brother through skin contact alone."It’s quiet," Kaden whispered, staring at the fire. "Alina, is it always this quiet for humans?""I don't know," I said, kneeling beside him with a bowl of warm broth. "But you aren't alone. I can hear it for you."I could hear everything now. I could hear the heartbeat of every wolf in the courtyard. I could hear the snow melting on the roof. The power Kaden had given me was massive, but it felt heavy, like wearing a suit of armor that was three sizes too big."The army is still outside," Kael said, his voice grim. "They won't attack yet because they're confu
"He’s human. He’s just… human."The words felt like ash in my mouth as I cradled Kaden’s head in my lap. I pressed my palm against his chest, desperate to feel the familiar, thrumming vibration of his Lycan spirit, but there was nothing. No heat. No predatory hum. Just the shallow, erratic heartbeat of a man who had been hollowed out. Kaden’s eyes were open, staring blankly at the sky, his pupils dilated. He wasn't dead, but the part of him that ruled, the part of him that commanded armies, had been ripped away to fill the void inside me.Kael let out a sound that was half-growl, half-sob. He reached over me, his hand trembling as he gripped Kaden’s shoulder. "Kaden? Kaden, breathe. Come back. Shift, damn you! Shift!"But there was no shift. There was no fur. Just the pale, sweat-slicked skin of a younger twin who had always been the thinker, the strategist, and now, the sacrifice."Stand back!" A sharp voice cut through the chaos.I looked up to see the Lycan High Priest stepping thr
"Don't touch me! Get back!"I backed away from Sarah, my hand covering my mouth as another surge of that oily, black liquid burned its way up my throat. It wasn't just blood. It was thick, it smelled like sulfur, and it was moving on the floor like it had a mind of its own. My wolf, the fierce creature that had just helped me take down Damon, was screaming in a way I’d never heard. It wasn't a roar of victory. It was a high-pitched, agonizing wail of a creature being eaten from the inside out."Alpha, you're bleeding," Sarah cried, her face white with terror. She tried to step forward with a cloth, but I slammed my hand against the desk to stay upright."It's the mark," I gasped, the words feeling like shards of glass. "Damon... that bastard. He didn't just fight me. He tied his life to a rot."I looked down at my hands. The veins in my wrists were turning a bruised, sickly purple. This was the final revenge of a man who knew he couldn't win fairly. Damon had used black magic, the kin
The Blackridge Alpha’s name was Torren. He looked exhausted, the kind of tired that came from too many sleepless nights and too much worry.“How long has she been showing power?” Alina asked.“A week. Maybe less. It’s not consistent. Sometimes she’ll go days with nothing. Then suddenly she’ll glow
The howls multiplied.Not close. Not yet. They rolled across the hills beyond the palace like thunder traveling low to the ground, layered and deliberate. Not a pack answering another pack. These were calls of claim. Of challenge. Of arrival.My skin prickled from scalp to spine.“They are testing
The Hollow Realm screamed.Not sound exactly. Pressure. A crushing, ear splitting vibration that slammed through my skull and rattled my teeth like they wanted to jump out of my mouth. Stone split open under us, cracks racing like lightning across the cavern floor. Blue light poured through everyth
We hit darkness first.Not empty darkness. Not peaceful. This one had weight. It slammed into my ears, my chest, my skull, like the world itself folded inward and decided to crush us for daring to exist in the wrong place.My scream never made it out.Air vanished. Gravity twisted. My stomach lurch












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