Divine
I died as the Lycan King's unwanted queen. Poisoned, betrayed, and forgotten, I spent three years begging for the love of a husband who wouldn't even touch me.
Then I woke up on my wedding night—with a second chance and a dangerous new ability.
I can hear people's thoughts.
And my cold, terrifying husband? His mind is absolutely filthy with obsession.
She's beautiful. Mine. My mate. I would burn the entire kingdom before letting anyone touch her.
Yet, out loud, Dante Vittorio Castellano merely tells me to sleep well before walking out of our bedroom.
Unbelievable.
"Give me my dowry," I demand the next morning. "I want a divorce."
His icy gaze hardens. "You're not leaving."
"Then what will you do? Lock me in a tower?"
"I'll break your legs myself."
IDIOT! Why did I say that? Now she'll hate me forever!
I nearly burst out laughing.
The most feared Lycan King in the realm is secretly a lovesick fool, terrified that one touch might break me. Unfortunately for him, understanding his feelings doesn't erase the years I spent dying alone.
I want freedom. He wants his mate.
And when I discover that my own father may be far more dangerous than my husband, escaping the kingdom becomes a deadly game.
But Dante has one weakness.
Me.
"Stop pretending you don't want me," I whisper, stepping close enough to feel his ragged breath against my cheek.
His jaw tightens. His eyes darken.
Gods, help me. If she kisses me, this kingdom is finished.
I smile.
"Oh, Your Majesty. I can hear you."
Now the king has a choice: keep hiding behind his crown or prove that the woman he loves is worth more than his fear.
This time, I won't die for his love.
He'll have to earn mine.
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