She loved him like the moon—distant, untouchable, and dangerously beautiful.
He loved her like a secret—hidden, forbidden, and doomed from the start.

Rain was born in dirt and raised in silence—an omega in a world that worships strength. Her only joy? The quiet, stolen moments with Batista, the Alpha prince who once defended her when no one else would. She loved him from the shadows, never expecting to be seen.

Then he saw her… and destroyed her.

He ordered her mother’s execution. He sentenced Rain to death.
And she died—almost.

But the girl they threw into the pit came back. Not as a servant. Not as a traitor.
As something more.

Now Rain walks with rage in her heart and fire in her blood. And Batista—the Alpha who once held her hand and shattered her world—wants her back.

But this time?

She’s not the one who’ll kneel.

In a world on the brink of war, where lies wear crowns and love demands blood, Rain must decide if she’ll burn the past to the ground… or become the weapon fate always meant her to be.

I don't know when I first noticed it. Maybe it was the way she walked past me in the hallway last week—her chin just a little too high, her eyes too sure. There used to be a flicker of hesitation in her when I entered a room. A flicker of fear. Respect. Acknowledgment.


She walks past me like I'm the one made of glass.


The others notice it too, though they pretend not to. The warriors who used to bark in obedience at my command—now they glance over their shoulders before stepping forward. When she enters a room, the air tightens. Shoulders drop. Breaths shorten. And the bows… gods, the bows.


They're lower. Slower. Deeper. For her.


I should have crushed it the moment I saw it. I should've snapped her like a twig the second I felt that shift in her eyes. But I didn't. I hesitated. I thought I could control it.


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