LOGINIsolde was on the run after committing an unforgivable crime in her brothel. She flees for her life but finds herself trapped in the devil’s lair, a domain owned by the cursed rogue lycan lord, Draco. This cruel fate was the beginning of her torture as Isolde was captured and chosen as Draco’s Breeder. Being chosen as a breeder for the dark lord was a sentence, especially for a savage male who had murdered nine of his Lunas. Now she faced the same fate as his previous Lunas. Isolde must do all she can to stay alive and save her sister from the Dark lord. She strives and learns to navigate a world dominated by ferocious and savage males who want nothing but to exterminate her. In the process, she learns a deep, lost secret that changes her life forever. Will Isolde flee or stay now that Draco’s secrets and the key to his survival lie in the palm of her hands? What happens when the demons from her past come back to haunt her? Content Warning. This book gets darker the further the story unfolds. So be prepared for the MM scenes, knife play and a lot more others.
View More***Leila POV***
“Shit!...fuck!”
I paused, trying to remember who Damien's neighbors were. They were really going at it this hot afternoon. A blush spread on my face, they were really loud.
“Harder babe…there!... right there!!...”
Is Damien's walls also this thin? My blush spread, will people hear us when we do it?
I hurried, trying not to make much noise as I passed. Damien's house was separated from his neighbors’ by a narrow path that acted as a shortcut from my house to his.
“I'm cumming!!”
Goddess…this was really embarrassing. If they hear my footsteps, they'll think I'm a pervert.
“Fuck!!”
That voice…I finally made it to the front of my fiance's house. I guess I'll have an interesting story to tell him.
Does he always hear them when they go at it?
Using my keys, I let myself into his house. I noticed the black pair of shoes that I got for Alessia, my best friend, on her birthday. I placed mine beside it after keeping it in a better position.
A small smile appeared on my face as I thought of her. Alessia and Damien were my favorite people in the world. We had been a group for so long. It didn't come as a shock to anyone when Damien and I announced our relationship.
But, I wasn't informed that Alessia would be here. I looked at the foodstuffs in my hand, we'll have to manage.
“That was so good…What's the occasion?” I heard Alessia say, her voice was low.
Did Damien already buy food?
“Don’t tell me you already bought…” I trailed off as the scene I walked into sank in.
Alessia screamed and covered herself while Damien froze in shock.
I blinked, “...no…”
“Leila…” Alessia started, looking guilty.
“But…why?...” The bag of foodstuffs fell out of my trembling hand. Tears clouded my vision at an alarming rate.
Damien scrambled up and quickly wore a short.
“Leila…wait, let me explain.”
“It was you…” a bitter laugh escaped from my lips, “...I was going…I was going to tell you about your wild neighbors…and it turned out that I am the topic of gossip…” The tears fell freely.
“... Leila please…” Alessia began.
“No…how could you??... I'm your best friend!!”
She flinched and hung her head.
“If…if you had feelings for each other…” my heart broke further, “...why…why didn't you say anything?!...”
“Leila calm down, please…we can talk about…” Damien started heading for me.
“No!!...” I stepped back, “... don't follow me or come near me…you make me sick!!”
I ran out, ignoring Damien's calls.
How long have they been doing it? From the beginning? Another laugh escaped as I remembered Damien and I promising to wait till the mating ceremony.
Of course he'll wait, he will wait for me while satisfying himself with my best friend.
How many people knew? His neighbors clearly knew, goddess knows how many people they have told.
I ran into my house and straight to my room, ignoring my family that was having lunch.
“Leila?!” Father called, I banged my room door in response, locking it behind me.
It was childish, but I needed space.
I sank to the floor, leaning on my door and allowed myself to cry properly.
How does one cheat after making commitments? Did he not respect me as a person? The least he could do as a friend, was to tell me he started having feelings for Alessia!!
My hurt began to morph into fury. I did everything right? I was good, understanding, kind and every fucking thing someone would want in a love partner.
And this is what I fucking get from it!!
The fury changed to bone deep sorrow and I started sobbing, ugly sobs left the back of my throat.
“Leila. Open the door” I heard dad say.
I covered my mouth, trying to muffle my sobs.
“Leila…open the door.”
I don't want to…I want to wallow in self pity and heartbreak for a while before getting up and pretending for the world. But as usual, dad wasn't having it.
Hurriedly, I dried my eyes. Things would get ugly if I kept him waiting and I was in no mood to deal with more emotional stress.
I unlocked the door, pulled it open and stared at my father. The Beta of the pack.
He took in the tear stains on my face and my red eyes but he didn't comment which I appreciated. I moved from his way and he entered.
“What's wrong?”
I eyed him wearily. What does he want? He may be my closest relative but there was no love between us.
“I broke up with Damien.”
“Why? I thought things were good between you two.”
I smiled bitterly, “he loves Alessia’s pussy more.”
He raised his eyebrow and I flushed. What was I saying?
“Tell me what happened without the dramatics.”
I sighed and looked around the room that I had grown up in. The room that I thought I would soon leave behind.
“I caught Damien cheating on me with Alessia…” I told him everything. Although we didn't have the best relationship, I was grateful that he came to talk to me. Talking about it made me calm down.
“I see…” he said once I was done, “... you can come in now.”
I froze as Damien walked into my room. His head was bowed in shame.
“Dad?”
“He came to apologize. Hear him out and sort out the problem.”
Huh??...
“Dad, I just told you what happened!!”
“And I heard you. Unfortunately, the mating ceremony can not and will not be cancelled.”
My heartbeat increased…blood rushing in my ears.
“Why…”
“Leila…” Damien started.
“Shut the fuck up!!” I focused on my father. “I have endured every thing that your wife, daughter and even you that is supposed to be my father threw at me…” I glared and he clenched his jaw, “...so…so why do you want me to do this?...do you take pleasure in my suffering?” my voice was low but hoarse, all that crying was affecting it.
“I don't know why you're being dramatic…”
“Dramatic?” I cut him off, ignoring the anger in his eyes at my blatant disrespect, “you want me to spend my forever with a cheat and liar. I refuse and that's dramatic.”
“My decision is final Leila” he said and started leaving.
Why? What did I do wrong?! My pain woke my wolf up.
“I'll kill him…” I whispered, stopping dad in his track.
Edrand took a pause, stretching his back hunched over the wheelbarrow brimming with heavy rocks. He swiped at his temple, his hand coming up damp with sweat.The dark, cavernous quarry was lit with lanterns overhead and sconces on the wall. It enabled Edrand to take in the hordes of bare-chested males undergoing the hard labor of crushing stones, groans spilling from their mouths. While some were crushing the stones, as much as their strength could allow, the others stacked the broken rocks into the wheelbarrow so they'd push it to the dumping site, like Edrand was doing.The majority of the males in the quarry were the Unbounds, who must have been caught during their operations.The sentinels never took it easy with any male in the quarry. They whipped, raped, and did whatever they chose with the prisoners. Especially him and his supporters.Edrand cringed at the reminder of the punishment that had been meted out on him since being in the quarry. After all, that was strictly Draco'
Isolde. Was she supposed to ask that? Isolde couldn't help but ponder. It seemed like a forbidden topic here, and she just didn't want to bring it up to Draco so her male would not feel bad. But Alfos seemed like the safest person she could relate this to. While he still stood frozen on the steps, she walked closer to him, lowering her voice."When was the first time it manifested?" "I shouldn't be discussing this with you, female. I shouldn't..." Alfos rasped, turning away. "I demand to know, Alfos." She whisper-yelled. Huffing, she asked. "Tell me, does this seem like a natural curse to you at all?" "You know nothing, Isolde." He heaved, shaking his head. "I advise you not to get entangled in this mess that is us- Draco and I." "You expect me to sit down and look at Draco while he suffers? I can't, Alfos. Something has to be done." She breathed. The heaviness she felt on the inside bled out through her words. "Everything possible has been done, Isolde. Scholars. Mages..." "
Isolde."I like the idea of this fruit dinner, you know?" Draco leaned in close enough to Isolde and whispered, beaming at her.She held some berries close to her lips when Draco said that. Isolde chuckled, plucking the berries into her mouth."I guess I borrowed it from my father," she said, her eyes glimmering.High Elder Takoda, who was closest to them, heard them discussing and chimed in. "Aye, my lord. It's a nice treat, I agree," he flicked his gaze over at Isolde, then. "I've never seen anyone outside the Abbots organize the fruit dinner."Isolde's brow rose at his words. The candles reflected over her face. "Abbots?" she asked, her eyes narrowing. She could feel the wheels turning in her head.This time, it was Draco who responded. His scar seemed to have an ominous look to it this evening, but Isolde loved it nonetheless. Instinctively, she raised her gloved hand to his face, touching the jagged skin that marred Draco's face.Her chest clenched tight with need. If only she co
Lucinda. "Come in," Lucinda said at the top of her voice, allowingthe person on the other side to enter. She had just finished taking a bath andwas about to prepare for the fruit dinner Isolde had organized.It wasn't a surprise to her that Isolde would go all out toprepare for this year's Fruit Dinner. They did that back in Brindlemark everyfirst day of autumn, where they'd gather the fruits they had hunted during theday and savored them on the dining table while their father told them stories.Well, Lucinda knew her sister had never gotten to enjoy themoment since she was taken away to Kalingrad. That was why Isolde was doingthis now. Plus, she and Lord Draco were now a thing.It didn't surprise Lucinda when Isolde told her the eldersand noble males were invited for the dinner.The door of her room creaked open, and Roga shoved her headin first, calling out, "My lady?"She walked further in, an orange dress with a tight bodiceclutched in her hand."Roga, hey. What is that
Draco. She was mocking him, Draco realized when he finished reading the note. How could she? But she's right, a voice in his mind said, making Draco grumble. Damn, right she is, Draco hummed back in a mocking tone yet the voice taunted again, refusing to quit. Why then are you running away from
IsoldeAwareness prickled Isolde’s skin with each step she took into the room. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she took in the hundreds of males in the room.She trembled, gripped in a vise-like grip by terror.Is this the end of her days? The thought wandered in her mind, disconcerting her.She h
Edrand.Edrand sat on the high chair, clasping his jaw with his fingers as he looked unseeingly at the crowded courtroom.The clamor in the room was on the verge of bringing the ceiling down. The people were arguing amongst themselves about which punishment would be best for the one who murdered th
Draco.By the time dinner was served, Draco was already seated in the grand dining hall. The weather was a bit frosty tonight which made the servants light the fireplace.The embers crackled and flung into the air, glistening. The warmth that oozed from the fireplace spread around the room.Draco h






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