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last update Data de publicação: 2026-05-14 20:45:41

"I’ve spent enough time letting you bleed," Lucien rumbled as our armored SUV cut through the rain toward the Afolayan Dominion’s estate. "It’s time you saw the face of the wolf who’s been hunting you."

"Who is it, Lucien?" I asked, my fingers digging into the leather seat.

"Sienna Okafor," he answered, his silver eyes fixed on the neon skyline. "She’s the one who bankrolled the leak. She paid off every gutter-press informant to smear your name. She wanted your reputation slaughtered."

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  • To Marry a Monster   12

    "You really think a pawn like Rebekah is going to stop? She’s a snake, Chika. She’ll wait until your back is turned to strike again," Malik said, his voice dropping to a low rumble as we walked through the marble corridors of the Blood Moon conservatory."I’m not a pup anymore, Malik," I replied, my fingers lingering on the hilt of the small dagger Lucien had insisted I carry beneath my jacket. "Let her hiss. I’ve got bigger predators to worry about."Malik adjusted his collar, looking around to ensure no Blackwell spies were lurking in the shadows. "Look, forget the jealous omegas for a second. Did you get the encrypted link for the Blood Moon Reunion Gala? Lizzie Robinson is throwing a 'pre-hunt' dinner. She’s officially marking her union with some high-level enforcer from the northern packs. She wants the whole old crew there."I pulled out my burner phone, scrolling through the void. "I scrubbed my old identity after the wedding massacre. I didn't get a damn thing."Suddenly, Rebe

  • To Marry a Monster   11

    I'm giving the chef the night off," I said, a rare spark of energy hitting me as I set the shopping bags on the kitchen island of the Afolayan estate. "I want to prepare the meal myself. It’s a blood-debt of gratitude for what you did to Sienna and Bianca."Lucien didn't look up from his encrypted tablet, but the corner of his mouth twitched. "You can handle a blade in the kitchen as well as you handle one in the field, Chika? I’m intrigued.""Stay in the study," I teased, feeling lighter than I had since the massacre. "I’ll come fetch you when the offering is ready."I spent the next two hours in a blur of motion. In the Afolayan Dominion, power was everything, but even an Alpha King needed to be fed. I prepared four distinct dishes—seared venison with a berry reduction, spicy grilled fish, a root vegetable mash, and a bitter herb soup. By the time I walked into Lucien's study, the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the room in a wash of predatory shadows."The table is set, L

  • To Marry a Monster   10

    "I’ve spent enough time letting you bleed," Lucien rumbled as our armored SUV cut through the rain toward the Afolayan Dominion’s estate. "It’s time you saw the face of the wolf who’s been hunting you.""Who is it, Lucien?" I asked, my fingers digging into the leather seat."Sienna Okafor," he answered, his silver eyes fixed on the neon skyline. "She’s the one who bankrolled the leak. She paid off every gutter-press informant to smear your name. She wanted your reputation slaughtered."The name hit me like a silver bullet. My breath hitched. "Why? I walked away from Ronan Blackwell. I’m out of their territory. Why is she still clawing at my throat?""I don't waste breath reading the minds of obsessed omegas," Lucien said, his tone like grinding stones. "All you need to know is that she is your adversary. And in my world, adversaries are meant to be broken."I leaned back, the reality of Sienna’s spite settling in my bones. I had been a fool to think that silence would buy me peace. Sh

  • To Marry a Monster   9

    "How can a single low-level wolf get under your skin like this, Ronan?" Sienna’s voice cut through the silence of the study, sharp and cold as a silver blade. She was standing by the door, her eyes fixed on the shattered whiskey glass on the floor. "I heard your little 'declaration.' It's worse than I thought. You’re actually obsessed with him."I didn't answer her immediately. My blood was boiling, my wolf pacing behind my ribs, snarling at the memory of Chika’s scent fading from this house. I had spent months hunting Sienna, posting our union all over the Blackwell Pack’s dark-web channels, basking in the envy of every Alpha heir from here to the Obsidian Crown. But the moment she betrayed me with that stray from the Okafor clan—not once, but twice—the fire had died. Or so I thought."Don't start with me, Sienna," I rumbled, my voice a low, dangerous warning. I pulled my hand back from her touch as if her skin were made of wolfsbane. "You’re an adult. If you’re feeling 'unwell,' cal

  • To Marry a Monster   8

    "I didn't crawl into your bed to pull a fast one, Lucien!" I snapped, my fingers digging into the reinforced leather of his tactical vest. I felt the heat rising in my throat, my wolf pacing behind my ribs. "It was a damn accident. The floor was slick with rain, and I slipped. Don't make it something it isn't."Lucien didn't flinch. His silver eyes, cold as a winter moon over the Afolayan Dominion, tracked the movement of my mouth. "In the Mafia world, Chika, every touch is a contract. You laid hands on an Alpha. That requires an apology.""I’m not apologizing for gravity!" I shot back.The armored transport hit a jagged dip in the road, the driver swerving to avoid a perimeter scout. The force threw me forward. My breath hitched as my mouth slammed into his. It wasn't a collision; it was a grape-flavored explosion. I remembered the hard candies he’d been popping during the blood-oath ceremony earlier. He’d always hated sweets—said they were for weak omegas—but in that split second, I

  • To Marry a Monster   7

    "I came downstairs to hunt you down," Lucien rumbled, his voice like grinding stones as he looked at me.I couldn't find my tongue. I lowered my eyes, my pulse hammering against my ribs. Malik, ever the romantic strategist of the Afolayan Dominion, practically beamed at us. "By the way, Master Chika, an envoy from the Brooks family just dropped this. Xander Brooks is holding a ceremony tomorrow. He’s requested the presence of the Alpha and his new consort.""Xander Brooks," Lucien repeated, the name sounding like a curse on his lips."The gala is tomorrow evening," Malik added with a respectful nod.I frowned, looking up. "A one-day notice for a high-ranking union? In the Mafia world, don't these things require weeks of security clearance and blood-line verification?"Lucien’s laugh was cold and sharp. "Xander is a stray who picks up whatever shiny thing catches his eye. He’s never respected the old ways. Likely, he’s knocked up some low-level omega and needs to put a ring on it befor

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