Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder.

She was wrong. The worst was yet to come.

She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. 

The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation.

She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. 

The hatred was mutual. So what now?

Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all.

But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her.

But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else?

Was it too late to regret?

A wicked little temptress? Do I really look like that?


I frowned, squinting at him. "I am not."


"You are not?" His voice was a low whisper against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Let me show you what you are… when you're with me."


I hesitated, glancing back at him, only to find him pulling me up from the table in one swift, unyielding movement. Startled, I ended up standing in front of the mirror, his chest pressed against my back. One of his hands circled my thin waist, holding me firmly, impossibly tight yet protective.


His free hand tilted my face toward the mirror, fingers brushing my jaw. "See how beautiful you look like this, my little temptress," he murmured.


Chapter 118 - Hot And Wet