Never had Victoria Parson believed she would be driven to seek the arms of a rogue by betrayal. When her mate turns his back on her, for her sister, she runs — right into the path of Kenzo, a lone wolf with nothing to give except his strength and his name. Desperate and reckless, she proposes that he be her mate, sealing a fated they both never expected. But Kenzo is not just any renegade. However, under his hardened exterior is a wolf who once belonged to something bigger than him — something dangerous. And when Victoria’s history collides with his buried secrets, she discovers mating him wasn’t an error… it was destiny. Now she must rise from the weak omega everyone laughed at to the Luna of a rogue king, caught between a war of power, betrayal, and blood. What woman can tame the beast she has chosen? Or will he consume her whole?
View MoreChapter Five: Mating a StrangerKenzo didn’t expect to end his night like this.One minute he was drinking with his packmates. The next, a gorgeous, wild she-wolf was telling him to mate with her.It was insane.And yet looking at Victoria, he saw everything he had never had.Wealth. Privilege. A life untouched by hardship.And yet here she was, running — like him.In the darkened streets, they can drive through, her fingers grip his as her body presses against his inside the slumped seat.“My family’s filled with rich assholes,” she said, looking out the window.Kenzo smirked. “Rich assholes, huh? Now you sound like Caleb.”She huffed. “Caleb was my best friend’s cousin. “But come home she’s not so I’m making dumb choices without her.”He studied her for a moment. Her smell was dizzying — wild, unsaddled, but beneath it … fractured.“Then we’ll see how bad you regret it,” he said.Her eyes sparkling, she turned to him.“Let’s mate. Tonight.”His muscles tensed. “You’re serious.”She
Chapter Four: Pledging Her Mate to a StrangerVictoria didn’t think. She acted.The liquor was coursing through her veins, dulling the fury, the betrayal, the heartbreak.She wanted an escape.And she found it—him.He was tall and muscular, dangerous in a way that made her heart race. His penetrating blue gaze bored into hers, inscrutable, predatory. He was flanked by a half dozen men, all equally foreboding.She didn’t care.She walked directly to him, only just preventing her feet from tripping.“I want you.”The men they were with fell quiet. The air shifted.The stranger lifted an eyebrow, but his face remained as cold, as calculating.“I want to communicate,” she clarified.A man who looked familiar among his friends laughed. “Kenz, talk to her.”Another man pushed him ahead. He barely moved. His posture was unwavering, unyielding — like rock.Then without saying a word, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her from the group.Victoria’s heart hammered. His touch was warm, a bolt of h
Chapter Three: Out of Nothing Rejects YouVictoria gasped, still as a statue, bile rising as the truth dawned on her. The low glow of candlelight played across rustled sheets, her sister’s bare shoulders, Jason’s gleaming, sweat-slicked skin.They hadn’t seen her yet.Stacey yanked her through the walk-in closet and out of the room before Victoria did something stupid — like bite off Jason’s throat.But inside her rage was a living thing. Her wolf wanted blood.Jason’s voice pierced the air in the room.“V—wait, I can explain!”Victoria didn’t hesitate. She picked up the nearest pillow and threw it at his face. A pillow was too soft. His skull merited the marble nightstand.Jason hurried to shove himself back into his pants, but the damage was already done. She had seen everything.“You disgust me,” she spat.Stacey, unfazed, zoomed in with her camera and took a picture. Blackmail material.Katarina, ever the diva, gasped and covered herself with the blankets as if she were a head-inj
CHAPTER TWO: THE MOON BETRAYED MEPower is everything.Such was the law of the Parson Pack. The daughter of a venerable bloodline of wolves, Lady Jaya Victoria Parson knew this truth better than anyone. The media fawned upon her family, commending their strength, their might, their invincibility. But she sensed the rot under that golden mask.Her family was a den of vipers — scheming, vying for favor, willing to shred one another to pieces for the Matriarch’s benison. Victoria had no desire to be queen. She wanted peace, freedom. But fate had other plans.Tonight, the world she knew would burn.A Future Built on LiesVictoria straightened her dress, squinting at her reflection in the mirror. The dark emerald gown hugged her form, graceful and confining at once.“I feel so silly,” she whispered.“It’s just a reunion,” Stacey snorted, lofting a pillow on the bed. “You look fine.”A reunion. Lets just say, more battle-field than field of dreams.Wolves who had married and found their mat
Chapter 1 — The Mark of the AlphaIn the Shadowfang Forest, the howling wind brought the scent of blood and burning wood. Ivan’s world whirled as the carriage careened, rolling over and over before, finally, it settled in a crunch of splintered wood and mangled metal. So get ready to enter into the Passel woods, and join Grann with this next part.A groan.Despite the gash on his forehead, Duke Henry IV pushed himself up. His vision became blurry, but he willed himself to keep going. His son. He had to get to his son.“Oh, God…” he rasped, shaking the boy’s shoulders.Ivan woke, his once-immaculate suit torn and drenched in blood—his mother’s blood. He looked up, eyes full of fear. “Papa… you're hurt.” His voice trembled. “And Mama… she ain’t waking up.”The Duke felt his heart drop at the sight of his mate's dead body and his jaw tightened There was no time to grieve. He tore the silver medallion from his neck — the crest of House Etrama, the legacy of their bloodline — and shoved it
Chapter 1 — The Mark of the AlphaIn the Shadowfang Forest, the howling wind brought the scent of blood and burning wood. Ivan’s world whirled as the carriage careened, rolling over and over before, finally, it settled in a crunch of splintered wood and mangled metal. So get ready to enter into the Passel woods, and join Grann with this next part.A groan.Despite the gash on his forehead, Duke Henry IV pushed himself up. His vision became blurry, but he willed himself to keep going. His son. He had to get to his son.“Oh, God…” he rasped, shaking the boy’s shoulders.Ivan woke, his once-immaculate suit torn and drenched in blood—his mother’s blood. He looked up, eyes full of fear. “Papa… you're hurt.” His voice trembled. “And Mama… she ain’t waking up.”The Duke felt his heart drop at the sight of his mate's dead body and his jaw tightened There was no time to grieve. He tore the silver medallion from his neck — the crest of House Etrama, the legacy of their bloodline — and shoved it...
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