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.

I drove at high speed, unaware of where I was going. My heart pounded heavily against my ribcage. I gripped the wheel, speeding down the highway, dodging cars and overtaking them. Like a racer, I pushed my car to its limit.


A throbbing headache pulsed at my temples, and my entire face was slick with sweat. I didn't know what was happening to me, but I felt like I was dying slowly.


This was a result of the werewolf's bite. One of them had bitten me before I managed to escape the house. I should have stayed and fought, but the pain was unlike anything I had ever felt.


The venom rushed through my veins, causing excruciating pain throughout my body. The cars in front of me began to blur. I blinked, trying to clear my vision, but it remained hazy.


My skin was pale. I pressed a hand over my neck, where the werewolf had bitten me. Whatever Amara had done to those werewolves had made them stronger and ten times more dangerous. Even my Lycan couldn't suppress the pain.


Chapter 93 - Chapter 93