Amber had never known what mother's love felt like but she can bet on her left eye that the solace she felt in the Goddess's presence must be the same that one felt in a mother's. . .Amber had spent her early age in agony. Back then she had always thought that what was wrong with her, why couldn't her parents want her? What had she done to her own mother that she had hated Amber to a point of throwing her in the face of an agonizing death? It was the first thing Amber had asked for from the Goddess... Her true identity, the identity of the woman holding her when she was a baby. Amber still remembered when the Goddess had told her that woman was her mother and she was holding Amber for the last time. On that day Amber learned that not every girl needs a boy to break her heart because their parents have already done a fucking good job of breaking it into a million pieces.

People say that Love hurts~Love literally hurts. . .But no one told Amber that love can hurt a person even if he was not in love. Amber laid on the ground like a damaged doll. It was the first time someone had landed a successful blow on Amber and it fucking hurts. She can literally feel a bruise forming on the left side of her face. Amber lifted a hand to her lips, wiping the blood oozing from her busted lips. 'So much for making the king fall for her.' Amber thought sarcastically.Amber made a mental note for not killing the lycan king. She reminded herself that a dead mate won't be able to cherish her.The bloody king had made her fall on her ass with just a mere punch. Amber cursed her power for not working on him. If the spell had worked, it would have been the king laying on the ground instead of h

"Told you that I wasn't lying! Look at her!" Rome said dramatically to Rebecca.Amber looked at her mate and then at Rome and Rebecca. Darach had a worried look on his face. He was staring at Rebecca intensely as if trying to figure something out.Amber sighed, her friends aka family was really a killjoy. If they weren't disturbed by them than Amber was sure that she could have gained all the answers to her questions. But no, how can they let that happen?She can clearly see that just like Lucia, Darach didn't know a single thing about his kingdom and people. They are all bloody clueless. They have no fucking idea that how much abuse the lycan mates were enduring under their rule. They seemed clueless about the way women were treated in their kingdom. A kingdom which was a hell hole for women. A nightmare.Now Amber understood why the lyca

Amber was not the type of person who backed down from her words. She always has a strategy behind every word that came out of her mouth. She was not one of those who don't keep their promises and Amber was definitely not one of those who claimed to be truthful but lie whenever it fitted them.Once she made her mind to do something, she was fucking doing it at any cost.But Amber didn't know why she was feeling like she was making a wrong decision by mating with Darach. Her inner witch was telling her to stop her advances towards the king and she was never wrong but her inner lycan was urging her to claim Darach.Before Darach's arrival, Amber's lycan was weak enough that she considered it dormant but now somehow Darach's presence had made it strong, strong enough that her lycan was putting up a fight with her witch side.It was like the two fractions inside her had started

Nothing is impossible for a being like him who was born with an insatiable appetite for destruction. An Eternal Ruler~An Alpha who was lonely, very lonely. A king who was lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realized.He didn't know why he came back to this forsaken place. The forest where darkness resides.He was so tired, so fucking tired of his own failures. So tired of the bonds that break. So tired of the loved one's ache. So tired of his own heart that bleeds for her.Centuries have passed and he still can't find his mate. She was the only person who can kneel a being like him. She was the only one who made him walk alone. She was the only one who can make the eternal king bow his head down. She can make him beg for