WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!

Bullied, unwanted and neglected all her life, Theodora thought only one thing could make her regain her honour - Win the blood Tournament and Gain her father's favour as his heir. 

But things don't go as planned. Instead, her father rewards her victory with a sentence far worse than death: Betrothal to Cain Pendragon, the ruthless Dark Alpha King whose names alone makes the whole realm tremble. 

Refusing to become a pawn in a monster's game, Theo disappears. Her refuge is Gravemont Academy - an elite all- male training academy where the weak is trampled upon, and heirs are forged into Kings. 

With the help of her best friend, Eric, whom she is hopelessly in love with, she disguises herself as her cousin and Joins the Academy. 

The intention was to lay low, but not when she was paired with a Dark-eyed roommate, Hezekiah Pendragon, the son of Cain and Eric's little brother. He reeks of sin and violence, with a lethal promise in his gaze. 
And of course, Sylas Veylor - her Homeroom professor with piercing blue eyes, with a deadly calm and shadows darker than anyone could decipher. 

Now, she's stuck between the both of them, trying to hide not just her secret identity but an even darker secret of hers that could shatter bloodlines, ignite war, and without a doubt, change the fate of the werewolf realm!

And the Dark Alpha is closer than she thinks.
Much closer. 

Excerpt from the book:
Zeke's voice dropped to barely a whisper.

"You think your heart belongs to Eric…" His thumb brushed the edge of her pillow, so close to her cheek his knuckles grazed her breath,  "…but your heart hasn't met me properly yet,"

Theo's throat bobbed.

"I'm not giving you up, Hellcat. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not until you look at me, really look at me, and your heart says my name,"

Her lips parted, and a shaky breath escaped. 

Zeke straightened slightly but he didn't step back, "I won't touch you without permission anymore, and I won't force anything," He swallowed hard, his eyes burning with a lethal promise, "But mark my words Hellcat, the day I catch you staring at me the same way you look at Eric, or i sniff a whisper of my name in your mind, I will let loose and god helps anyone who gets in my way,"

He exhaled softly.

"And trust me, Hellcat…" His orange eyes glowed faintly, his wolf shimmering beneath the surface, "…you will,"

Another Excerpt from the book:
Something fluttered in her chest and she slowly looked up at him with trembling eyes. 

Sylas looked back at her, "I've never wanted anything more. I know I'm older—far older," he said, his voice low and steady, like he was confessing a sin he had no intention of repenting for, "but that changes nothing for me."

Theo's heartbeat stuttered again.

Sylas took one step and faced her properly, "When I'm with you," he continued, "The chaos stops. The noise stops and the world stops trying to tear itself apart,"

His eyes stared into hers, open and unflinchingly honest, "You are the first thing in a very long time that doesn't feel like a war,"
Theo's breath hitched, and his voice deepened with a quiet tremor beneath the calm, "Do you know what that means for a man like me?"

Her throat tightened and she shook her head.

"It means I'm already ruined,"


✅Steamy 
✅Werewolf 
✅Enemies To Lovers
✅Forbidden Romance 
✅Love Triangle 
✅Strong Female Lead 
✅Secrets
✅Smut
✅Dark Academia 
✅Forced Proximity 
✅Twists at Every Turn 
✅Mafia 

You can also read my Other books...
His Majesty's Bride ( Highly Recommended) 
Enchantment of the Night - Get ready to be mindblown.

'Shut up, please' Theo cried softly, begging from the depths of her heart, 'Why can't you just leave me alone? Just let me be!'


Theo's eyes felt like they were lifting rocks off as they battled to fall open. The first sensation her body caught was a creeping cold that was seeping into her skin, her bones, and other places that were already hollow. 


Her eyes fluttered and she couldn't tell if she still had the strength to open them completely. When she couldn't, she settled for the sounds around her instead. 


There was a low, mechanical hum, accompanied by the faint drip of liquid somewhere nearby. Metal scraped against metal, and when she tried to move or feel anything, the sensation of a dull awareness filtered in piece by piece. 


There was pressure at her wrists, her ankles, and her throat. Something hard and narrow dug into the small of her back, and something colder still pressed against her spine.


Chapter 212 - Subject: Theodora Blackthorn