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.

My body shook as more tears slipped past my eyes, and as much as I tried not to think about Alpha Zarek and the strange food still dissolving into nothing but a pile of stinky mush with each passing second on the floor, I couldn't help it.


I may be wrong but I couldn't shake out the thought that he'd tried to kill me. That he'd brought me a poisoned meal, and that he was just as bad as everyone else.


Goddess, I tried to stop crying. I desperately wiped at the tears running down my face. But for some reason, I couldn't. My body shook with pain so deep that my wolf recoiled within itself, sniffling and shaking with rage as if the pain of betrayal was worse than the near-death experience.


More tears ran down my face and this time, I wiped it off angrily. I was mad. Mad at Alpha Zarek for bringing this meal. Mad because I am too powerless to retort the way I was meant to. And hell, I was mad at myself for being so weak. So soft. So easily affected by his actions.


Chapter 105 - The other way around.