Se connecterShe was never supposed to be his. When Aliyana Hastings’ fragile sister flees an arranged marriage to the ruthless Alpha Nolan Greyson, Aliyana is forced to take her place. She swore her heart belonged to another, until Nolan slaughtered the man she loved right in front of her. Now she’s his bride. His prisoner. His obsession. Nolan is no savior. He is the monster every whispered warning spoke of, cold, merciless, and unyielding. But when Aliyana vows vengeance, she sparks a dangerous game between predator and prey. He wants to claim her. She wants to destroy him. Only one of them will break. And in Nolan’s world, saints die… but monsters survive.
Voir plusAliyana’s POVI knew Nolan felt something shift between us. I felt it too, even if I hated it. The way he looked at me now lingered on my skin like heat, like he was trying to read a language carved into my bones. And maybe he was. Maybe he saw too much.But that didn’t matter anymore. Not when my world had already been ripped apart twice in one day.I couldn’t stay in his room. I couldn’t stay under his watchful eyes or the suffocating silence he wrapped around me like a cage. So when he finally slept, I slipped out into the cold corridors of the fortress.The night outside carried a strange bite. Something brewing. Something waiting.I should have gone back to Alessia’s cell. I should have checked on her again. Instead my feet dragged me to the back courtyard, where the walls were covered in frost and the old training grounds stretched into darkness.That was where he found me.Jerome of Moonshadow.The Alpha the world whispered about with caution. His pack had been crushed by Fangr
~ Aliyana’s POV ~I woke up to warmth.Not the kind that comforted, not the kind that eased bruises or softened nightmares. This one felt wrong. Heavy. Close. Like a presence that did not belong anywhere near me.My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim glow inside Nolan’s room. His room. I shouldn’t be here. I knew that instantly. The air itself felt too still, too tense, too aware.Then I felt it.An arm around my waist. Not loose. Not gentle. Possessive.I stiffened, my entire body going rigid as the memories from last night rushed back. Alessia. The cage. The fire that poured out of my skin without warning. The way Nolan dragged me away. The anger in his voice. The softness that followed. Him pulling the sheets over me like I was something fragile.And now this.Him next to me.His breath was at my neck. Slow. Controlled. Like even in his sleep he needed to announce that nothing here moved without his permission. My heartbeat quickened, loud enough that I feared he would hear i
~ Nolan’s POV ~I didn’t sleep.Couldn’t.Her face wouldn’t leave my head. The fire in her eyes when she burned that cage open, the way she didn’t even flinch when I dragged her away—like she’d already been through worse.Aliyana Morwen Hastings.The girl who never broke.I told myself it was irritation that made me restless. That it was anger keeping me awake. But deep down, I knew that wasn’t it. It was her.Every time she refused to bend, she got under my skin a little more. Every time she looked at me like she could see straight through the armor I’d built, something inside me cracked.I hated it.I hated her for making me feel something I swore I buried a long time ago.The fortress was quiet. Too quiet. Elias had gone to handle the council’s mess, and the guards were scattered. The air itself felt strange, thick with the echo of what happened earlier.I found myself by the balcony, staring down at the courtyard below. The moonlight spilled across the stone walls, sharp and cold.
~ Aliyana’s POV ~When I woke, the first thing I felt was warmth.Not the kind that came from a blanket or the weak rays of morning light that managed to sneak through the fortress windows,but a living warmth. Solid. Steady. Too close.For a moment, I stayed still, my mind hovering somewhere between sleep and confusion. The last thing I remembered was fire, chains, Alessia’s voice screaming that she hated me, and then Nolan—his hands, his command, the sharp bite of his anger.And now… this.I turned my head slowly, my hair brushing against something rough. My breath caught when I saw him lying beside me, one arm draped carelessly across the sheets, his face angled toward me. His eyes were closed, but even at rest, he looked nothing like peace. His jaw was tight, his expression unreadable, as if even his dreams were made of control.Nolan.The name alone was enough to make my pulse stutter.I didn’t understand him. I didn’t think I ever would.The monster who’d ordered my sister beaten
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