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.

"Mama, where is papa?I asked my mother who sat quietly knitting a shawl by the fireplace. Her face glowed with a kind of warmth that I hadn't seen in a long time and the smile on her face was contagious, so contagious, it made my heart squeeze with warmth.


"Your papa is off protecting the pack. He's gone to fight the battles that we cannot fight. And to protect us from the tyrant Alpha who tried to lay claim to our pack and our children."


"But when will he return?" My brows furrowed as I regarded her, unsure as to why she would look so pleased when her husband… my father was probably in some sort of danger or something.


She smiled brightly— a little too brightly— as she set the shawl down and glanced up at me. She muttered; "I don't know, but I think he'll be back today, baby, or tomorrow. Word spreading around the pack is that we have the upper hand and that soon, our warriors will be singing songs of victory.


Chapter 94 - Suicide?