The Alpha’s Double Game
I didn’t just lose my mate on the night of our Ascendance Ball. I lost my dignity.
Standing in the center of the gilded ballroom, in a dress that cost more than my life, I watched Drail choose her. My best friend. He didn't just reject our fated bond; he laughed while doing it, his hand resting on her pregnant stomach.
Cast out. Humiliated. Rogue.
I ran into the storm and straight into the chest of a monster.
Derek Montenegro. The Ruthless. The exiled Prince of the European packs. A man with tattoos crawling up his neck and a reputation for breaking bones as easily as he breaks hearts. He’s cold, commanding, and dangerously beautiful.
He offers me a deal. A contract.
"Marry me, Raya. Wear my mark. Become the Queen of the underworld, and I will give you the power to crush the people who broke you."
I thought I was signing a deal with the devil to get revenge. I didn't know the devil had a twin. And I certainly didn't know that the rejection wasn't an accident—it was the first move in a war between brothers, and I am the weapon they both intend to wield.