Aaliyah never thought her life would end up this way. Framed for the death of her brother’s mate, her brother punishes her for justice of his mate. But just then, the Lycan King, Tristan appears, claiming her as his mate.
At first it feels like he was saving her, but it quickly turns into something far from that. Aaliyah tries to convince herself that she has escaped the nightmare of her pack and brother. But the Lycan King, Tristan didn’t save her out of love. Bound by an old Lycan tradition debt that must be paid every decade, Tristan has his own reasons for claiming her and it has nothing to do with the mating bond that they shared. A debt that would cost her freedom, and perhaps even her life.
As debts demands to be paid and enemies claws in, Tristan must face an impossible choice: honour his responsibility and sacrifice Aaliyah, or go against the tradition and risk everything to protect the woman he was never meant to love.

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Volume 2:

Four years have passed in Vlẽkhut, and war is still raging. The conflict between hybrids and Lycans grows worse, while the battle for the throne turns into a struggle for power as powerful Lycan emerges, fighting for the crown. Amidst the war, Aaliyah, still on the run from Vladimir after her husband's death, rises with power. She is now determined to claim the throne that rightfully belongs to her husband. She will take revenge on all those who destroyed her family and find a way to bring her husband back from the dead.

Why was she here? I turned to Tristan and the others. They all looked as shocked as I did. Amara wasn't the only person here; she came with others. They were werewolves. I could feel their wolves from here.


I stiffened. My head turned to the door, which was wide open. She'd broken the spell I had cast on the house.


I turned back to Amara. She was dressed in a long black coat and black gloves.


"What did I miss?" Amara asked, a smile playing on her lips.


Breathe in. I felt a burning pain in my chest as Amara strode forward. Terror was partly what I felt. A sense of déjà vu swept through me. I remembered the dream I had. The only difference was that she didn't come with the ancestor witches but werewolves. My breathing hitched.


I wanted to run. I wanted to scream, but all my strength was drained.


Amara laughed softly. "How brave were you when you lied to me about Aaliyah's death?"


Hayley's face paled. "How did you know?"


Chapter 91 - Chapter 91