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I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.

She was the girl nobody wanted, easy to overlook, easy to blame, and impossible to love. Growing up in her pack taught her early that she would always be the outsider. So she made herself a promise: keep her head down, survive the years, and walk away the moment she turned eighteen. But fate never plays fair. On the night she finally becomes an adult, her wolf awakens at last… and along with it, a mate bond she never asked for. And the mate fate chooses for her? The future Alpha. Her sister’s devoted fiancé. The boy who spent her entire childhood making sure she knew she didn’t belong. She hates him. Despises him. Wants absolutely nothing to do with him. But the bond has other plans. Suddenly, the Alpha-to-be, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and stubborn to the point of madness, can’t breathe without her. He’s furious that fate tied him to the girl he once broke… and even more furious that he can’t stay away from her now. She wants nothing but freedom. He wants her within reach. She keeps pushing him off. He keeps coming back. Because the one girl he never wanted has become the one his wolf refuses to live without. And as long-buried secrets surface, loyalties splinter, and unwanted feelings start to burn between them, one question lingers… Can something broken truly be rebuilt, or have they already crossed the point of no return?

Frank, Timothy and Papa Bear… FrankLy, they were all good men - ambitious and honorable. But then, Lydia entered their lives and charmed their hearts with her honesty, integrity and charisma. The honorable men became more ambitious. Thus began the war of the few good men who were Greedy for Love and Love for Money.

To retrieve her grandmother's locket, Ella gets physically stuck in her ex's apartment and is found by his intimidatingly handsome new roommate, Jax, sparking an irresistible and complicated romance.

Sometimes, God has chosen the right path for you, but you go against it... ~~ Isabel was a commoner living in the village of the kingdom of Valaraeth, a place where dragons roamed the skies, high and mighty. These untouchable heavenly beings could only be ridden by the royal family and nobles. "Is it not unfair?" she would muse, her pretty eyes shining with awe and enthusiasm whenever she saw a dragon flying over her village. She yearned to be with them, to touch them, and to ride across the beautiful world on their backs. Her dream came true when she discovered she was a royal—the youngest daughter of the King of Valaraeth. But every pretty dream came with a price, one she neglected to consider in her hopeful reverie. Taken to the palace, Isabel's life seemed perfect: beautiful dresses, elder royal siblings, and a loving queen mother. But the facade shattered when she learned the truth—their cruel and twisted personalities lay hidden beneath their beautiful masks. Every member of the royal family had a dragon bonded to them by blood in childhood. Her dragon was the youngest of the Emberstorm clan, an ancient lineage of fire dragons. Isabel was the first in a hundred centuries to be chosen by a fire dragon, sparking jealousy and hatred from everyone. ~~~ Excerpt: "I, Scorvius Drá Ashéncrest XII, Sovereign of Valaraeth, hereby sever all ties between the 6th Princess Isabel Drá Ashéncrest of Valaraeth and the esteemed lineage of Ashéncrest. Let it be known across our realm that she stands alone, stripped of her birthright, for she has committed an unforgivable sin—the slaying of her own dragon, the last dragon of the proud Emberstorm lineage." With solemn resolve, the king decreed her fate, yet Isabel remained unmoved. Her thoughts were consumed by the haunting memory of her dragon's final breath. She found herself thrust upon the platform of condemnation, judged in the unforgiving gaze of the assembled court, denied the chance to plead her case or offer explanation.

When fate plays matchmaker, even running won’t save you. I’m Alexander Christopher Ethan: Ace the Great if you ask me and I’ve mastered two things in life: disappointing my father and dodging responsibility like it’s an Olympic sport. Seven years ago, a car crash stole my mom and almost took me with her. Dad shipped me abroad to “recover,” and I did… by partying, flirting, and pretending adulthood was someone else’s problem. Then one phone call ruins everything: “Come home.” My welcome-back surprise? An arranged engagement. To a man. A CEO Dad personally handpicked without bothering to ask me. I laugh. I argue. I throw the man’s photo into the fireplace without even looking—and I run. Biggest. Mistake. Ever. Dad’s men chase me through the city until I end up bleeding in an alley with a shattered leg. I’m sure this is how I die. Then he appears. A stranger who fights like an avenging angel and looks at me like I’m worth saving. Maybe it’s the blood loss, maybe it's destiny, but I kiss him, right there in the middle of the chaos. When everything settles, I lie: Lost phone. No home. No idea where to go. He believes me and offers one night. I take it. Then I take another… and another… until one night becomes a week and I’m stupidly, recklessly falling for him. His name is Gabriel. No family. No past. Just the life he built with his own hands. He calls me his shameless brat. I call him my angel. But angels don’t stay forever. My father's men eventually finds me. They drag me home to face my arranged fiancé.....the man I’ve been running from. It’s him. Gabriel. My angel. My lover. The self-made CEO who climbed from orphan to the head of my family’s empire. The man who pulled me from the burning car seven years ago and saved my life. The man I was always meant to marry. And now he realizes the truth: Ethan. Ace. The spoiled heir he was promised, and the runaway he fell for… are the same person. We were both running from this engagement… straight into each other’s arms. I thought I could outrun destiny. All I did was fall in love with it. Now we’re standing in the wreckage of lies, heartbreak, and second chances, and I have only one question: Was this fate… or the universe’s cruelest joke? Either way, I’m done running. Not from him. Not from us. Not from the future I tried so hard to escape. Because sometimes the person you’re meant for… is the one you’ve been running toward all along. TROPES • Arranged Marriage (But Make It Accidental) • Secret Identity / Mistaken Identity • Love at First Sight… Twice • Orphan-to-CEO Fiancé • “I Fell First, But He Fell Harder” • Shameless Brat × Patient Angel • Runaway Heir Meets His Destiny • Trauma Healing Through Love • Found Family • Fated Mates (Whether They Like It or Not) WHAT TO EXPECT • A spoiled heir who needs a reality check-up • A self-made CEO with a soft heart and hard fists • Explosive chemistry. • Healing old wounds while making new memories • Banter, chaos, and one extremely stressed-out father • A love story where destiny laughs the loudest Fate didn’t just play matchmaker it played me like a damn fiddle. And honestly? I’m not even mad about it. Ready for the chaos? Turn the page. Ace the Great One is about to get married… whether he likes it or not.

In a world that has moved into the modern age, one ancient law still rules the empire. The Emperor Alpha must marry into every pack to bind the empire together and ensure that no pack is ever forgotten. Twelve packs. Twelve marriages. One by one, the most powerful packs offer their Alpha-blood princesses to Emperor Harris, sealing their place in the empire through marriage. All except the weakest pack. They have no princess. Only one prince, an omega born into an Alpha bloodline. From the moment of his birth, he was considered a failure. A son where a daughter was needed. An omega where an alpha was expected. His existence pushed his pack even lower, it was almost erased and distributed among the higher ranks, but the empire is built on one absolute rule: There must always be twelve packs. And Emperor Harris will not break the law. Now, the empire faces an impossible choice. If the law demands marriage… And the pack has no princess… Will the Emperor Alpha marry a male omega, -something history has never seen? Or will one pack finally be erased forever?

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

Vera: I’ve built my life around rules. Blend in. Stay detached. Never draw attention. Being an ICU nurse makes that easy. Until the night I saved the life of a vampire hunter. And he claimed me as his. Elijah Hawke shouldn’t exist in my world, and I shouldn’t exist in his. He’s confident, commanding, and dangerous. Tied to a legacy sworn to destroy my kind. I know exactly what would happen if he ever learned the truth about me. And still, when his attention settles on me, my body betrays every survival instinct I have. Every conversation pulls me closer. Every moment makes it harder to remember why I need to stay away. Because falling for him doesn’t just risk my heart. It risks my life. Eli: My father is the commander of the Sanctum: the largest and most powerful vampire hunter guild in the Northeast. And it is mine to inherit. The guild trusts me to lead without hesitation or mercy. To make decisions that end lives. To never let emotion interfere with duty. That discipline has never failed me. Until Vera Larkspur saved my life. Now I will break all the rules to make her mine. She fights our connection, challenges me at every turn and refuses to cower under my authority. I was raised to lead men who kill monsters, but this woman possesses the power to bring me to my knees. A forbidden attraction. A legacy soaked in blood. And a love that might destroy them both.

Riley Styles is a cold, calculating billionaire, forged in the crucible of war and haunted by a childhood marred by the ruthless grip of loan sharks. In stark contrast, Stephanie Rogers is a gentle but fiercely determined young woman, resolutely fighting to shield her widowed mother from the very predatory empire that once tormented Riley's family. Their fates intertwine on a tempestuous night when Riley witnesses the brutal assault of loan sharks on Stephanie and her mother. With the instinct of a man who has dedicated his life to hunting down the monsters that shattered his past, he charges in, unleashing a fierce wrath that reverberates with his own pain. Grateful yet shaken, Stephanie finds herself face to face with a man who excels in weapons and warfare but lacks the warmth of human connection. Riley, taken aback by her quiet bravery, discovers that her spirit penetrates the icy walls he has built around his heart. As Riley immerses himself deeper in his mission to dismantle the country’s deadliest loan shark network, Stephanie becomes an unwitting target—one aimed at breaking him. The very woman he risked everything to save now hangs in the balance, and Riley must confront the haunting battle he has feared his entire life: the battle for his heart. Will he guard his emotions or fight for the love that could save them both?

“Finally, we have something special. A matched set, if you will. An omega and her pup. The mother’s a rogue, freshly severed, which as many of you know makes her quite the omen. And the child, well, she’s young and trainable. Together, they make a fascinating package.” No. No, no, no. A guard grabbed my arm, shoving me toward the stage. Another one carried Nora, who was screaming and reaching for me, and I knew this night was about to change our lives forever. I just didn’t realize how much. ----- Dionne Parker has spent her entire life being invisible, just another omega servant scrubbing floors and swallowing insults. She’s survived the Bloodmoon Pack by keeping her head down, her mouth shut and her daughter alive. But when she’s framed for a crime she didn’t commit, survival means running… straight into the hands of traffickers where her life takes the worst turn. Standing on that auction stage under blinding lights, listening to strangers bid on their lives, Dionne thinks this is the end. Until a voice cuts through the chaos with an offer no one can match. Her buyer is Kael, the five-hundred-year-old Lycan King whose reputation is built on blood and brutality. Cursed by dark magic and barely holding onto his humanity, he’s the last person Dionne should be around. But the moment he sees her, his beast who has been violent and uncontrollable for three centuries, goes completely still. As if it’s been waiting for her. Now Dionne is trapped in a castle with a king who’s barely holding onto his humanity, enemies who are closing in from every corner, and a shadow who’s been organizing her destruction from the start. Will she survive when her past and present collide, or will the love meant to save her become the weapon that destroys them both?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Zoryn spent twenty-two years living as Daeleon’s son—her father's pride and joy—until her first heat exposed the truth... she was a woman! In the Beastworld, females are almost extinct. So when Zoryn’s hidden power awakens at the Grand Festival, her Heat calls every tribe’s strongest male: Wolves circle. Lions challenge. Serpents obsess. Avians tremble. Bears soften. But one reaches her first—Zarenien, the last-born dragon, fated protector of the Matriarch's line. Chosen by the beasts. Claimed by the dragon. And when an ancient, forgotten tribe stirs against Zoryn’s return, six beastmen and one dragon must put aside instinct and rivalry—or lose their Empress forever.

Marcus and Zara had been dating since she was sixteen, and almost a year had been spent having him by her side. He happened to be the billionaire’s heir. She was sure they would be mates, destined after all. But her boyfriend had found his mate, and it wasn’t her. A ruthless, super-rich Alpha Kane Sterling descended upon Zara's pack and found his destined mate there.

Hide-and-seek was always Hashida Kiyonari's favorite childhood game. But even as an adult, he never really stopped playing it—only now, he was hiding much bigger secrets. Kiyonari, also known as Soo Kihyun, had just been appointed secretary to the chairman's grandson, executive director Je Soo-hyun—the company's most admired yet most feared boss. Soo-hyun was renowned not only for his striking beauty as on omega but also for his sharp, uncompromising leadership. To Kiyonari, however, his new boss seemed to harbor nothing but disdain. Errand after errand piled on his shoulders, and the work grew increasingly demanding. Yet none of that compared to the weight of the truth he carried: Kiyonari was an alpha living under the disguise of a beta, a secret he couldn't afford to let anyone—colleagues, or even family—discover. Except to his childhood best friend, who had known since before. But one slip was all it took. In a moment of carelessness, his body betrayed him as he fell into a sudden rut. The reaction it triggered in Soo-hyun was the very scenario both of them had worked hard to avoid—sending the omega into heat. And yet, what followed was not hatred, no regrets. But something far more big for Soo-hyun.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING; 18+ only. Explicit scenes, Abuse, Torture, Harassment, assault, steamy and erotic content, murder and vulgar words. Reader’s Discretion is advised.] *.*.* “You are mine Alora,” Ryan confessed, his expression as stoic as ever. His body pressed on mine, caging me in as his strong hands tightly gripped mine. “You belong to me and no one will ever take you away. I own you.” I chuckled dryly. The sound of my bitter  laughter echoed through the empty room. It was raw, brittle and filled with hate. “You pushed me away, Alpha Ryan. You rejected and abused me. You made me a laughing stock and accused my father wrongly and now, you want me back?” “It was a mistake.” He cut me off, eyes dancing in what seems to be remorse but I am unmoved. “Come back to me Alora. I promise that I will treat you right this time. I promise to do right by you.” I pulled my hands away from his grip, a smirk playing on my lips, “You lost the chance to claim me three years ago, Alpha Ryan. Now, I am your Luna Queen and you will bow your head at my feet!” I deadpanned.  ****** Alora Harrington, the Beta’s only daughter is a sweet, kind and loving girl who was cherished by all who knew her until tragedy struck. Weeks before her eighteenth birthday, Alora's parents are murdered in cold blood by her betrothed, Alpha Ryan who claims that her father had committed treason against his family.  He accuses her wrongly, rejects her, tortures her, strips her of her status and makes her a slave in his pack as punishment for her father's mistakes. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she escapes and bumps into a strange man whom she realizes was her second chance mate. She finds out that he is one of the strongest and most feared Lycan of the seven prominent kingdoms. He is considered a tyrant, fiesty, grumpy, stubborn, intelligent and doesn't show emotional feelings or attachment to anyone due to the fact that he was cursed from birth. Rescued and taken back to his pack, after she is left for dead, Alora plots her revenge against the man that killed her parents and vows to make his life miserable as he had made hers. She enlists the Lycan’s help but he agrees on two conditions;  1. She would not get close to him during a full moon no matter what.  2. She will not fall in love with him. In the midst of the chaos, she learns about her mate's dilemma and tries to help him but what if he doesn't share the same affection and sentiments as she does? Would his grumpy self eventually learn to open up to her? What happens when she finds out his grave secret? Would their relationship be affected by her psychotic ex who wants her back? And what happens when her light finally meets the Lycan King’s darkness? 

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

Willow Sheffield suffers a fate worse than death when she is sold as a slave to the cold and cruel Alpha King, Dorian Haywood. Dorian, who is given an ultimatum by the elder council to find himself a luna who would give him an heir to the throne did not expect his mate to turn out to be a lowly slave. Sparks fly when they meet, but the discovery makes Dorian extremely embarrassed and furious and he makes it his mission to break his mate instead of claiming her. Unable to take his horrible behavior anymore, Willow escapes, only for Dorian to track her down years later, and this time, she is stronger and she also has a son who carries the Alpha’s eyes. Now Dorian will fight anyone to make Willow his again. What will Willow do?

The corridor was dark. Selene moved fast, barefoot against the cold stone, her heart thundering in her chest. She didn’t know how they’d gotten so close, how he had. But the moment she turned the corner, he was there, and he slammed her back against the wall. Her gasp was muffled by a rough hand clamping over her mouth. The other braced beside her head as his body caged hers completely. Heat rolled off him like a furnace. His scent hit her nose, faintly familiar. Like burnt cedar, cold steel, and storm. He leaned in, his voice a ragged whisper by her ear. “You’re Selene... my Selene.” Her blood ran cold. Her heart rebelled against her chest, trying to escape. “I’m not,” she hissed through gritted teeth. “You’re mistaken.” His fingers traced the curve of her jaw like he was trying to memorize it. “It’s you. I’d know your soul even if the world burned it from your bones.” “You’re mad,” she spat. But he suddenly dipped his mouth to kiss her hard, to confirm that it was really her. *** Selene was the daughter of the cruel Alpha who ruled Moonveil through fear. Years ago, he wiped out an entire pack just to rise to power. But he made one mistake...he left behind four orphaned boys. Those boys returned as Alphas. They are stronger, colder and out for revenge. They took everything...his land, his title, and finally... his life. Selene was only seventeen at the time. She had no idea what her father had done. But that didn’t matter. To them, she was guilty by blood. They didn’t kill her. No. They did something worse. They marked her as a slave. In their world, even omegas had rights. Slaves had none. She became nothing more than property. But Selene still had hope. On her eighteenth birthday, like every werewolf, she expected her wolf to awaken. It was supposed to be the start of her new life. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. Her wolf never came. Her body remained cold and silent. And then… the bond appeared. She was mated to all four of them. The very Alphas who hated her. The ones who owned her. But the truth is Selene was never a wolf to begin with. As her body withers under the weight of the bond, a darker truth surfaces. She is not just a slave… she is the last living witch, born of the very bloodline werewolves have hunted for generations. Now, her enemies wear the mark of her mates... And the witch they thought they broke may be the one who burns them all.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.