“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.”
Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.”
“And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-”
“Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.”
Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!”
“Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.”

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Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha.
But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry.
It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans.
What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king.

Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them.
To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows,
But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise?
After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond.
Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?

As I came to, the first thing I felt was the softness of the bed underneath me.


I sat up with a curse, mentally chastising myself for falling asleep in Rowan's room after making such a big fuss about staying anywhere but.


"Stupid," I whispered under my breath. "Now you look like such a hypocrite."


I dragged myself out of the bed. I had no idea where I was going but I knew I needed to get out before he woke. My bare feet padded across the thick rug and…


I paused for the first time since waking up and took in the room I was occupying.


The first thing I noticed was that the walls were a soft off-white color, very different from the beige walls in Rowan's room. The bed I'd gotten up from had white and pink sheets and not black, and most importantly, the desk was bare of documents.


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