To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg.

In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books.

Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate. 

She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess.

Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself.

The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything. 

Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose:

To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate.

Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down.

Their bond is a burden.

Their affection, a lie.

But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real.

And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

"Dahlia, are you fine?" My words came out rushed. Worried even as I glanced between Dahlia and the now shattered bowl and spilled food on the floor. And maybe I didn't notice this earlier but something about the manchet bread and sauced venison seemed unsettling.


Maybe it was the way the bread— which was fresh only minutes ago— now looked stale, even rotten in some spots.


Or maybe it was the venison dipped in sweet sauce— sauce which now disgustingly looked like blood.


My eyes widened as I took in this scene, but that was the least of my problems. My problem was Dahlia, and the way she now watched me like I was the enemy. Like I had just tried to have her killed— not that I could blame her.


"Dahlia…?" My voice came out soft again, but for some reason, I didn't know what to say to her. My heart pounded against my chest when she wouldn't stop looking at me in that suspicious manner, and in order to save myself before it got any worse, I rushed out;


Chapter 104 - Jennifer is innocent.