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.

Until seconds ago, I didn't realise how much damage Jennifer has caused to my pack and to my life, and as I glared at her from down here whilst she stared back at me with equal fierceness, I couldn't help but realize that I never got to find out how she got into my bed all those days ago.


Or how she happened to smell like Dahlia shortly before it happened and during it.


I also have not gotten answers as to why her father thinks I owe him a favor, and for some strange reason, all the investigators I've sent out to find out how all of these things have come to be have returned with nothing tangible.


A strange warmth crept up my skin as I watched her for a second more— but it wasn't the good kind of warmth. It wasn't even the kind I always felt around her… the one that usually made me uncomfortable.


This one felt different. Dark. It felt like there were a thousand leeches crawling up my skin at the same time and sucking my blood dry.


Chapter 98 - A darn Cunt.