After a brutal divorce and banishment, Diana stumbles at the gates of the Lycan King’s kingdom and is mistaken for the king’s missing wife. Shocked, Diana soon realizes that King Asher is also her fated mate. Drawn to him and his children, she is torn between the undeniable bond she feels and the shadow of a life that isn’t hers. But the deeper she falls into Asher’s world, the more Diana's heart pulls her closer to the king she was never meant to love. Diana faces a choice: reveal the truth and risk losing everything, or protect her love, stepping into a role she was destined to hold.
View MoreAsher I paced my bedroom, allowing my thoughts consume me. The tension in the back of my neck was a dull ache, and my hands occasionally brushed over it, lingering on the spot where Diana had marked me. It was crazy how I had to adjust to her name. I paused by the large window overlooking the courtyard, staring into the expanse outside.Ever since I threw her into the dungeon, I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was pregnant. My fingers curled into fists as I leaned against the windowsill. She was pregnant, but then, was it really my child?This question cut through me, and the doubt felt like a betrayal—to myself and the bond we shared as fated mates. The truth should have been enough to silence the whispers of suspicion in my mind.That child was mine. If Lila, who didn't love me, could have my babies, how much more my fated mate?I crossed the room to a side table where a decanter of whiskey and a glass sat. I poured myself a generous amount and downed it in one gulp.The burn
DianaThey shoved me into a musty dungeon, and I stumbled forward as the heavy iron door slammed shut behind me. My wrists, raw and sore from the guards' grip, throbbed as I struggled to regain my balance.My chest tightened, and my breaths came in sharp gasps as I tried to adjust to the darkness surrounding me. The air reeked of decay and rusted metal, thick and almost choking. I scanned the space desperately, taking in the bars that caged me and the narrow window high on the wall that offered only a faint reminder of the outside world.In the silence, faint sounds reached my ears—a low murmur, a harsh cough from another cell. These were the sounds of the condemned, and now I was one of them.My legs gave way, and I sank to the cold ground, pressing my back against the wall as fear clawed at me. My mind raced, but I forced myself to focus on Asher. He had a plan. He alw
Diana My heart brimmed with a heavy ache I couldn’t escape. Everything I had feared was now unfolding before my eyes. I stood frozen under Asher's gaze, unable to move or think clearly. At that moment, no one else mattered. My legs trembled, barely strong enough to keep me standing.Every fiber of my being screamed at me to run and save myself. His eyes, usually so warm and inviting, now burned with a dangerous blend of anger, disappointment, and his love.Sweat trickled down my neck. Without thinking, I spun on my heel and bolted toward the stairs. The thunder of his footsteps sounded behind me. I didn’t stop. I didn’t stumble. I knew I couldn’t outrun him, but I had to try.I made it halfway down the staircase before his strong arm snaked around my waist. In one motion, he pulled me back and spun me around. My back met the wall firmly, and I found myself face-to-face with him. His presence was overwhelming, his intensity almost suffocating, as he held me there, leaving me no room
Asher Before joining the feast, I had an emergency at the Government House where one of my informants had information. My table was surrounded by four people—three of the high-ranking officials and one advisor."We need to do something, Your Highness," Luis, my informant, said, looking at me with alert eyes. "There's been movement and more whispers of alliances being formed. The doom will fall sooner than you think."The others exchanged uneasy glances. I leaned back in my chair, apparently intrigued rather than alarmed."What else is new?" I said.Luis looked slightly disturbed that I was taking this lightly."They're targeting your decisions and painting you as soft. That bastard Eddie is leading this endeavor."My lips twitched into a humorless smile. Instead of the reaction my council expected, I had enough evidence, records, and testimonies from other informants to pin Eddie, so it was nothing new."This is a grave matter," one of the high-ranking officials said. "Eddie is your
DianaThe kitchen was filled with the smells of roasting meats and fresh pastries. Every surface was alive with activity, each maid and helper deeply engrossed in their assigned tasks.I picked up a freshly baked loaf of bread cooling nearby, broke off a piece, and nibbled on it absentmindedly. The warmth and slight crunch of the crust soothed me.Asher had insisted on throwing a feast to celebrate the pregnancy, inviting council members and other high-ranking packmates. He’d gone all out, even commissioning an expensive couture dress for me—a royal blue dress covered in diamonds that sparkled like the stars.Despite the excitement in the castle, I was preoccupied with worries and fears. The plan Theodore and I had made was about to unfold. I felt a storm brewing inside, with fear eating me up.The thought of confronting Asher with this truth was suf
DianaThe queasy churning in my stomach jolted me awake. Cold sweat coated my skin, and I clapped a hand over my mouth, trying to steady the rising bile. It was no use. I bolted from the bed, rushing to the bathroom as my stomach rebelled against me.Asher, ever the light sleeper, was already stirring. He sat up groggily, looking concerned“Are you okay?” he called out, worried.Unable to speak, I doubled over the toilet as the sound of retching filled the quiet room. Moments later, I felt his presence beside me. He knelt without hesitation, gently pulling my hair back and securing it with one hand.“I’ve got you, darling,” he murmured softly as he tried to comfort me.When the nausea finally stopped, I leaned back against the wall, utterly spent.Asher handed me a glass of water. The cool glass f
EddieA triumphant smile spread across my face, and I stood up straighter, feeling a thrilling rush of excitement.Victory, a potent feeling, drove me forward.The room was electric with purpose as I paced with my hands clasped behind my back, like a predator ready to strike.The table was a war zone, covered in blueprints and photos of a detailed plan of attack, each one carefully marked with red marks.My eyes scanned the plans, as my mind raced ahead. The three people with me were more than just accomplices - they were devoted to our mission, their eyes fixed intently on the plans as they shared my vision.I tapped my finger against a photo of Asher's study. “The west entrance is the weak point. That’s our window.”“What about the cameras?” George, one of the accomplices, leaned forward, adjusting hi
DianaThe maid’s announcement that Theodore was downstairs slithered through my mind. My fingers trembled slightly as I tied my hair into a loose bun, and the elastic snapped back against my skin.The mirror stared back at me, reflecting my appearance.I inhaled deeply, feeling the air scrape against my throat. My steps toward the staircase were slow, like a soldier bracing for battle.Before I could gather myself completely, Jaden and Josh zipped past me like lightning bolts. Their laughter filled the house. Josh stumbled but steadied himself and pushed forward, refusing to lose to his brother.By the time I reached the middle of the staircase, the boys had already flung themselves at their grandpa and their excited voices bubbled over.Theodore’s smile was wide and bright, but it didn’t reach his eyes. I saw the heavy sorrow and weariness lurking in
DianaHours after Theodore left, I remained seated in that living room, lost in thought.My body felt heavy, my shoulders slumped forward, and my head bowed.Theodore hadn’t given me a clear answer—not a yes, not a no—on whether he would help me. Yet, despite the uncertainty, a strange lightness settled over me. At least I had told him the truth.Still, I was doubtful. Theodore looked like a man who could easily be silenced, someone who had been overshadowed for years by his wife’s greed.What if Eddie saw him as a liability now? What if he decided to eliminate Theodore to further his selfish interests?He had taught me something invaluable: never to underestimate those who seem weak. Sometimes good people possess a hidden reserve of strength, waiting for the right moment to strike.A bitter smile tug
"I'm not going to pretend anymore, Diana. I stopped loving you the moment I laid eyes on my mate. I want a divorce."Marcus’s words cut through me like a knife. I had just stepped out of the kitchen, exhausted from hours of preparing a special dinner to celebrate our anniversary. At first, I thought he was joking, as he often did. I let out a laugh and wiped the sweat from my forehead, trying to shake off the strange feeling creeping into my gut.“Nice try, but that’s impossible. Everyone knows you can’t function without me,” I teased, expecting his usual grin.But Marcus didn’t smile. He stood there, stone-faced, and I felt a chill run through me.“You can’t be serious, Marc. It’s our fifth wedding anniversary. I’ve been cooking all day, and I even bought new lingerie for later tonight. Please tell me this is a joke.”My voice cracked as I spoke, and my heart pounded in my chest. The truth hit me minutes later when Marcus explained everything to me. Not only did he have a mate, but h...
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