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.

I stood by my window staring out at the dark clouds and at the now quiet city as the rain came upon us in high torrents.


And just like the troubled stormy cloud above, my heart was troubled. But I didn't know why.


I subconsciously thought back to the conversation I had with Dahlia earlier today— the one where she'd brushed me off like I was a toy she no longer wanted, then I drifted to the one with Jennifer and her father… and the intense hate I had felt towards Orion after seeing him laze around the throne room so casually…


But what troubled me was none of those. It was something more intense… something more gripping, and for some reason, I couldn't wrap my finger around it.


But still, it didn't stop the way I felt restless. Or the way my wolf seemed so antsy I could literally hear his footsteps in my head as he pranced about restlessly.


"What is happening to me?" I mused under my breath. "What the hell is going on?"


Chapter 93 - A fragment of my imagination.