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 woke up with a jerk, groaning at the cold that bit through my skin from laying on the floor for too long. Eyes closed, I dragged in a deep breath, and the scent of my Vladimir hit my nostrils.


"I suppose we should begin since you are awake."


I flew my eyes open to find Vladimir standing near the wall.


"How long have you been here?" I asked, sitting up on the floor.


"About thirty minutes or so," Vladimir replied.


He took out his phone from his pocket and called a number. With the words they exchanged on the phone, I knew he was talking to the guard.


A few minutes later, the basement door opened and two guards walked in. One was a werewolf and the other a vampire.


The werewolf handed him a syringe and I frowned at the whitish liquid inside the syringe.


"You know the last time we tried to create a hybrid, and it didn't work as planned," Vladimir said. "The vampire died before he could complete his transformation."


Chapter 195 - Chapter 195