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When silence becomes her only shield, love becomes her greatest risk. Aria Vale has lived in a world without sound for years, hiding from a past that shattered her voice and her trust. She has learned to survive in silence, reading lips, observing people, and staying invisible. But invisibility does not exist in the world of Lucien Blackwood. A ruthless billionaire with a reputation as cold as steel, Lucien needs a wife. Not for love, but for power, control, and a deal that could define his empire. Aria is chosen for one reason. She cannot speak. To Lucien, she is perfect. Quiet. Compliant. Harmless. But he underestimates her. Because silence does not mean weakness. And Aria has secrets that could destroy everything he has built. What begins as a calculated marriage soon turns into something dangerous. Something neither of them planned.

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Three years ago, the Moon Goddess stole his hearing and gave him one sentence: You will hear only the voice of your mate. And only when you claim her fully will the silence end. Alpha Kael Thorne searched every palace, every throne room, every daughter of every powerful bloodline in twelve territories. He was certain the Goddess would send him a queen. A wolf whose beauty would make other Alphas weep. A mate worthy of the most feared conqueror alive. She sent him Seraphine. An orphan. A painter. A woman with a limp she was born with and a spine she built herself. When her voice cut through three years of silence like a blade through silk, Kael made a choice: he would bring her into his manor, keep her close enough to hear, and use her voice to survive without ever claiming her as his. A tool. A frequency. Nothing more. But the curse has rules he didn't anticipate. Her voice grows clearer when she is happy. It vanishes when she is hurt. And the more he tries to use her without caring for her, the more the silence punishes him for the lie. She doesn't know she's his mate. He intends to keep it that way. But there are people in Kael's world who understand exactly what Seraphine is, what she is worth, and what destroying her would do to the Alpha who cannot afford to lose her. And they have been waiting three years for him to find something worth protecting. He told himself he would never need anyone. The Moon Goddess decided to make him need the one person his pride would never let him choose. The silence isn't the punishment. The silence is the warning. What comes next is the cost of ignoring it.

I have a severe case of logorrhea. Only speaking makes me feel alive. My classmates all call me a freak, but Marvin Britt is the only one willing to listen to me. One day, I bring some homemade soup over to see him, only to catch him holding his junior's hand. "Lexie, your voice is so lovely, unlike my wife at home. She sounds like a squawking duck. It's exhausting." My hands shake so violently that I drop the thermal flask. The commotion angers a nearby madman, who forces a bottle of boiling water down my throat. With my mouth full of blood and blisters, I realize I need proof. I send Marvin—a lawyer—a frantic voice note to accompany me to the police station for evidence. Marvin shoots back a single word—"Noted". Of course. He doesn't even listen to it, as usual. He used to reply to everything I said with voice notes at least a minute long. But we hit the seven-year itch, and he's sick of my endless talking. Leaving the hospital, I stare at my diagnosis of permanent mutism and laugh bitterly. He must be thrilled. His world is finally quiet.