Claiming The Enemy’s Daughter Novels & Stories

Caius said, "the warriors will find her." "And if she doesn't?" The Elder pauses for a moment."Then we must consider the possibility that she has crossed into the neighboring territory. In which case the matter becomes... more delicate." "Delicate?" I almost laughed. “You call a clear case of murder that should be easy to deal with especially since knowing who the murderer is, delicate?” There is only one neighboring territory that matters right now. The only border pressing to the north and east against ours is White Fang's border and White Fang belongs to Zac Arden. I did not say his name aloud, not in a room of Elders with ears like these.

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

I freed it from my breeches and wrapped my large hand around the hard shaft, stroking slowly as I toweled over her sleeping form. Gods, she was exquisite. My hand moved faster, squeezing the heavy length as I imagined sinking into her tight, untouched womanhood. Claiming what no other man had ever known. Knotting her so deeply she would never escape me. I stroked harder, thumb brushing over the sensitive head, my breath growing ragged. She was my enemy’s daughter. The last remnant of a house I had sworn to erase from this earth. She should be nothing but a vessel for my seed. A trophy to display before my warriors. A broken thing to bend and use until she learned her place.

I gritted out, my fingers curling to slam a fist into his smug face. “Your woman?” He questioned. “She is not your wife. Fiancé. Or girlfriend. As far as we know she is someone who lied and lived off your generosity. In addition to her true identity and on the verge of being repetitive I won’t say it.” The daughter of our enemy.

“I refuse to banish my daughter. If you banish her, my whole family will go rogue to protect her.” Walking calmly around his desk, my father stands in front of the man and grips him around the neck. The sickening crack of his spinal column fills the room as the man gasps for air against the blood that is trickling out of his mouth. Both girls scream as their father’s lifeless body hits the ground. Annie moves to be at her father’s side, but my father rips her back by her hair and flings her across the office. “As Alpha of the Silver Wolf pack, I banish you both from my territory. You both will henceforth be rogue.”

My smile widens at his words. "Stop stalling, Amelia. Throw out what's repressing you from the inside out at once." She crosses her arms, making her breasts stand out more, and I drop my gauze, wondering what color her pout is. Damn, focus! She is the daughter of the enemy. It must be a card out of the deck. She is his ex-wife's younger sister and last but not least, she is eighteen years old. "What happened?" I resolve to cut to the chase and avert my eyes from temptation. His face turns into a disgusted frown, but he's still looking at me.

I’d missed a golden chance while saving my enemy’s daughter. The sound of my own heartbeat thudded in my ears, louder and louder, drowning the outside world as pure rage surged through me. My hands clenched into fists. I watched as the woman grabbed my mate and yanked her across the hamlet in a way that made me want to react, to rip off the hands of the woman but then again, the identity of my mate comes surging through me. She’s Alpha Thane’s daughter! An heir of my enemy is the same as my enemy.

“Sleeping with the enemy's daughter is bad enough. But going as far as falling for her charms?” My ears reddened in rage eyes flickering to that fucking bitch. She wore a smug expression, stuffing her face with Parmesan into her mouth. I should have known it wasn’t over. I should have known she would use different means to achieve her goal; kicking me out of Cristiano’s life. She couldn’t out him, but could tweak the truth to her taste. Into something much more believable to the ears, however, she succeeded too easily. Dad hardly listens to her, yet he stupidly believed the allegations. “I’m sleeping with the enemy?” I asked slowly, pushing the fucking dishes away. “And who the fuck is this

After our first class of the day, Allison and I sit under a maple tree to go over the notes from the classes I missed. “So, tell me. How does it feel being caught in the middle of a criminal war?” I put down my pen. “Awful. I keep looking over my shoulder.” “Don’t worry. You have a whole battalion of men at your command.” “And when I finally regain my freedom from Ace, what am I gonna do?” “Then you will no longer be on the target list of the bad guy. Simple as ABC.” I breathe deeply. An unfamiliar guy in a light blue hat and sunglasses walks up to us. “Are you Faith St. Clair?”

“But I’ll also do what’s necessary to ensure she’s no longer a threat to our pack.” He nodded, lowering his gaze as a father and raising it again as an Alpha. “I’m giving you my word—if she dares harm one of ours again, I’ll see her as our enemy and treat her as such.” I nodded once more. Then I turned and, without another word, walked away. I knew accepting this mission would cost me dearly. I, Renan, was determined to show that there was nothing left in her that could be trusted. She was my enemy now. And I would do whatever it took to keep her in check until the truth was revealed—until I knew for certain that she was truly lost.