Alpha's Secret Mate
Lucien’s eyes burned as he looked at Aria — the woman he had claimed, the mate the Moon Goddess had bound to him.
“She is my mate,” he growled. “You will not touch her.”
Celine stepped closer to him, cold fire in her gaze.
“You belong to me, Lucien. Always have. Always will.”
The room crackled with raw, brutal tension.
Alpha and princess, destined to fight for everything — for love, for power, for survival.
And in the middle, the omega who had ignited a war with a single touch.
That night, Aria lay in the servant quarters, the red ribbon from the dagger clenched tightly in her fist.