BLURB: Ava Hayes, a spoiled Alpha princess used to getting everything she wants, is heartbroken when her parents refuse to let her marry her boyfriend, Dante Rivers. She elopes with Dante to marry him, but unfortunately, along the way, she meets her mate, Sebastian Wolfe, who doesn’t take "no" for an answer. He gives her two options: accept him and become his mistress, or reject him and die with her lover. Given the stories she's heard about Sebastian, going to hell seems like the better choice. Will her story become a werewolf Romeo and Juliet, or will she accept becoming Sebastian's mistress?
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AVA HAYES “Oh, come on, Daddy. Don't be like this. I really love Dante and you know he loves me too. Getting married to him would be the best thing in the world." I say, folding my hand across my chest and stomping my feet on the ground like a bratty 8 year old pup asking her mother if she could have a makeover. “No, Ava. It's still a no. I know you love Dante and I'm sure he loves you very much but getting married to him wouldn't end well. Sooner or later, you'll find your mate and your marriage with Dante will become complicated. I don't want you doing something you'll regret, princess." My dad says with a tired sigh. I know he is exhausted because of the rogue attack we've been getting but I don't care. I want something and I want it now and nothing else matters until I get what I want. “I will reject him whenever he shows up. I'm madly in love with Dante and not even the moon goddess can stop me from being with the man I love with the toxic mate paring shit. Can't you see the damage that system has caused? I think it's time to break the circle and I'll make sure it starts with me." My father rolls his eyes and doesn't even try to hide the fact that he thinks my opinion about the mate bond is stupid. “No, baby. I won't let that happen. At least, find him first and if you don't like him after...which I'm sure would be impossible since the moon goddess would mate you with the perfect man, then, you can reject him and go ahead with your marriage. Dante should be your backup plan, my dear." I don't try to stop the water works that drops down my face in bulk after my father's reply. “I don't need to find my mate before getting married to the love of my life. I don't care how perfect he'll be, I'll reject him because I will always love Dante Rivers and he'll always be my first choice. Even if the moon goddess sends Cupid to shoot me so that I'll fall for my mate when he finally shows up, she wouldn't find a heart to penetrate because I've already given my heart to Dante." For the millionth time this week, my Daddy says the heavy words ‘no' again. Before now, my Daddy has always given me everything I wanted, even when it seemed infeasible to others. When I was ten, I watched the movie, Aladdin, I became fascinated with tigers. My fascination came with an obsessive desire to have a pet tiger and my father got it for me the moment I asked for it. Giving my father the best puppy dog eyes I could muster in my rage filled state, I tried my luck one last time. “Pretty please, Daddy. Just do this one for me." My father takes his gaze from his paperwork, stares at me eyeball to eyeball and whispers a “No." “And that is final, Ava Bianca Hayes." He adds and goes back to his work. I knew there was no going back when he addressed me by my full name. I am going to get married to Dante with or without his help. Deep down, he knows it, he knows I'll go through with it with or without his blessings. Dropping the already printed invitation card on the table, I watch in satisfaction as he picks it up, reads its contents which causes a frown to appear on his face. “Oh, I see. You've already printed out the invitation card. You didn't need my permission. You just needed my money, didn't you?" He states in a question-like manner. I know it was a rhetorical question but I give an answer anyway. “Yes but since you've refused, I'll be doing a low-key wedding. The invitation is for whenever you change your mind and decide to come around. Small wedding or not, I'll really love it if you walk me down the aisle." My father shakes his head, rubbing his hands over his face in frustration. “I won't let you get married to Dante, Ava. Over my dead body." I clench my hand in fist, my teeth clashing together in a somewhat painful manner to stop myself from letting my anger get the best of me. I try not to do or say something I'll regret but the words come falling out of my mouth before I could stop myself. “Then get ready to die, father, because I would be getting married to Dante Rivers." As if I hadn't done enough, I place my hands on his table filled with paperwork and without thinking, I sweep everything off. “And maybe try paying full attention to your daughter the next time she tells you something important. It's the first step at becoming a good father, something you haven't been much of for as far I know." I don't wait to see the hurt or rage on his face. I storm out of his office, not looking back for anything in the world. I knew I'd break my tough act and apologize for my words if I saw his face. I didn't want that to happen. I wanted him to feel the pain and heartbreak I'm going through and I'm sure he did. Everything I said was a lie though, my Daddy is the best father anyone could ever ask for. Not only has he always made sure all my needs are provided for, he also supports me and acts as my best friend and confidant. I go over to Dante's apartment after leaving my father's office, needing to cool my temper down before taking my anger out on another poor person. “He said no again." I say, storming into his bedroom. “Shit! What the hell are we going to do now? You know we can't afford shit without him." With a sadistic smile on my face, I pick up Dante's pistol. The same one he uses whenever he goes hunting in the forest. Like a crazed villain, I stroke the gun, cleaning every part of it. “We are getting married, Dante. Let him do whatever he wants to do, I am fully prepared for whatever he brings my way." “What the hell do you plan to do? Murder your father to be with your lover?"SEBESTIAN I stepped into the forensic office, my anger coiling tight behind my chest. Everything about this case screamed calculated cruelty…and I needed evidence, something solid, to lock Dove away before she spiraled completely out of control.I forced myself to breathe. Keep it together. You're the Alpha.The doctor in charge looked up, adjusting his gloves. He stood, bowed briskly, and said, “Alpha Sebastian, if you’d follow me, please.”I nodded and followed him past rows of cold metal tables. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and iron. I glanced around, bracing myself.“This way,” he said, opening a curtain. Inside lay the corpse. Draped in a white sheet, there were no signs of forced entry….no fingerprint smudges, no DNA. Nothing. It was… flawless.My jaw clenched.“Look,” the doctor pointed. “Multiple stab wounds. Very precise. The blood was thoroughly cleaned. The victim was given a complete change of clothes before being hanged in public. For everyone to see.”I swall
AVAA cold chill ran down my spine, the kind that makes your skin crawl before your brain catches up. I stopped walking and turned sharply, my eyes sweeping across the shadows of the night. The trees swayed lazily in the breeze, branches casting eerie patterns on the ground. The silence was heavy, too heavy. Something about it didn’t feel right.That feeling again…..the gnawing weight that someone was watching me.I clenched my fists by my side, trying to shake it off. Maybe I was being paranoid. Maybe it was the darkness, the tension, the pressure of everything building up in my chest. But something inside me refused to calm down.One last scan of the area.Nothing moved.No one.Just the trees, the faint sound of wind, and the quiet hum of the palace far off in the distance.I exhaled and turned to head back to the car. The gravel crunched beneath my boots, loud and intrusive. I wanted to run. I wanted to look back again. But I didn’t.Then my phone rang.I jumped.My hand flew to
Ava I rolled on the bed tiredly, my body sinking into the mattress like it wanted to disappear. But my mind wouldn’t let me rest. I sighed in frustration and sat up, brushing my fingers through my hair.Ever since Sebastian left, I hadn’t been able to shake the image of that old man. The one I saw in my dream….or was it a vision? Either way, he wouldn’t leave my thoughts. His eyes, his face, the urgency in his silence… it all felt like more than just a dream. Like a warning.A warning from Dove.I knew it. I could feel it in my bones.She wasn’t working alone. Someone else was helping her. Someone dangerous, someone just as determined. Maybe even more so. But who? Who was pulling strings behind the scenes while Dove played the broken, bitter puppet?Caleb said he saved her from the fire that night. That she ran away from him. But where did she go? What happened after that? And why now? Why did she choose this exact moment to return and cause chaos? Why not years ago?The questions
Sebastian"I’ll take my leave," I said, rising to my feet after spending nearly two hours watching a movie with her after dinner.I didn’t want to go…not really. But I had to.There were too many things I needed to take care of. I couldn’t afford the comfort of just sitting here pretending like nothing was going on. There’s a murderer out there, and Dove… she’s spiraling faster than I expected. If I don’t act quickly, she’s going to do something far worse than what she’s already done.Ava walked me to the door with a smile playing on her lips. She looked lighter tonight. Maybe it was the movie. Or the wine. Or maybe…for the first time in a long time…she felt safe. With me."You’re still going to train me tomorrow, right?" she asked, leaning on the doorframe, hugging her arms close to her body. There was something about the way she asked that made my chest ache. Like she needed something to anchor her. Someone."Of course," I said, forcing a grin, but even I could hear how strained
AVA'S POV"You're not coming in with me, are you?" I asked him, wishing deeply that he would say, No, I'm coming in with you.He turned to face me, letting go of the steering wheel. "Do you want me to come in?"Fuck. He turned the tables on me.I sighed and gave him a tight smile. If I said yes, he’d know I wanted him to stay. And I did. I didn’t want to be alone tonight…not after what I just encountered. The Queen Dowager’s eyes… they still haunted me.But could I really handle his presence? His presence that made me forget the world even existed outside the one I shared with him.And if I said no… he’d leave. And I’d be alone again."If you want to," I said quickly, opening the door. I flipped the decision back to him. It was his move now. I hoped he would stay."Okay," he said just as I slammed the door shut.I heard the engine ignite.What the heck?He’s leaving?I rolled my eyes hard as I watched him slowly turn the car around.My heart sank. I didn’t know why... but I was alread
NARRATOR’S POV "Do you have to do that?" Dante asked as he stepped inside, his voice rising with frustration.Dove didn’t flinch. She didn’t even look up. Her long fingers kept tapping the side of the wooden drum in rhythm, echoing softly through the stone cave. Her gown dragged behind her like mist, and her expression remained unreadable."What do you mean?" she asked, still focused on the sound her fingers created."You killed a man, Dove. That old man hanging on the tree? That wasn’t part of the plan," he snapped, stepping closer.She chuckled lightly, coldly. “C’mon Dante, we needed to make a move already. Sebastian is too comfortable. This will shake him. Push him.”"Push him into what?" Dante’s voice deepened, frustration burning beneath his skin. "Into a war? Into another bloodbath?”“He’ll come to his senses,” she muttered.Dante grabbed her hand, firm, stopping her fingers mid-drum. She looked up at him then, annoyed.“But by any chance,” he said slowly, searching her eyes,
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