Autumn Bennett, a 23-year-old omega and a farmer’s daughter, lived a peaceful life with her parents and younger sister, Hanna. Her family worked tirelessly in agriculture, ensuring she received a good education, and she majored in Agricultural Soil Science. Her future seemed secure, with her marriage arranged to William, her father’s friend’s son. She was content—until tragedy struck. Their omega village was mercilessly attacked by the Alpha, who looted everything and killed her parents. Forced to flee, Autumn and Hanna survived in the forest for days, only to be captured by the Lycan King’s army along with other girls and taken to the kingdom as slaves. Zane Valerian Blackhowl, the 25-year-old Lycan King, is a ruthless and feared ruler who demands absolute respect. Scarred by his mother’s abandonment when he was just a baby, he despises women, seeing them as nothing more than tools for satisfaction. When brought before the king, Autumn refuses to accept a life of slavery. Instead, she boldly bargains for her and her sister’s protection, offering her knowledge and skills in exchange. Intrigued by her defiance, Zane grants her a chance—but in his world, trust is dangerous, and weakness is unforgivable. Will Autumn prove her worth and survive in the Lycan kingdom, or will she fall prey to the beast who refuses to love?
ดูเพิ่มเติมFew months later... The winter nights were harsh. I wrapped myself in worn-out blankets, shivering, my belly swollen and heavy. One night, I felt the pain—sharp, relentless, and deep. It was time. There was no one to call. No one to hold my hand. I somehow stumbled out of my rented room, screaming through the pain. A kind old woman from the neighborhood saw me and rushed to help. She took me to a small public clinic. It wasn’t fancy. No high-tech machines or elite doctors. Just peeling walls, flickering lights, and the scent of disinfectant. I labored for hours—biting down on my own arm to stop myself from screaming too loud. There were no soothing words, no partner beside me whispering “You’re doing great.” Just a nurse telling me to push harder. Then… I heard it. A cry. My baby’s first cry. A flood of tears rolled down my cheeks as the nurse placed him in my arms, wrapped in a thin towel. My son. My Valen. The one light in my darkest tunnel. I looked at his tiny
Flashback – Five Years Ago The rain hit the old wooden roof like a thousand tiny hammers. I sat alone in that cramped clinic room, my fingers trembling as I held the test result. Positive. I stared at the word for what felt like hours. A baby… Zane’s baby. Tears slipped down my cheeks—not out of joy, but fear. He had thrown me out, cast me away without listening, without even letting me speak. And now… I was carrying a part of him. I didn’t have money. I didn’t have a roof over my head. But I had life growing inside me. And I’d protect it, no matter what. I walked out of the clinic that day soaked in rain, arms wrapped around my belly, whispering softly to the tiny spark inside me: “I don’t know how we’ll survive, baby… but I promise, I’ll never leave you.” : The rain had stopped, but the cold never did. I spent the first night on a torn bench at the old bus stop, hugging my belly and fighting the hunger cramps that twisted inside me like knives. The small pie
Autumn Today, Marc asked me to accompany him to a business meeting at Hotel Regency. He wanted me to associate with him during the event, and I agreed. I’m not the same simple girl I was five years ago. Life has shaped me, and now I know exactly how to prepare for a high-profile gathering. I know how to walk into a room with confidence, speak with clarity, and carry myself with grace. Tonight, I’ll stand beside Marc—not as someone who’s tagging along, but as a strong, capable woman who earned her place. After dropping Valen off with the nanny, we arrived at the hotel. The place was buzzing with elegance and power. Marc, though not as famous as Zane, carried his own charm and influence. On the way in, he mentioned wanting to close a business deal with a very well-known tycoon. I didn’t press for details—between work, Valen, and everything else, I was too busy to ask. I simply adjusted my dress, held Marc’s hand, and walked into the spotlight beside his. Marc introduced me to a f
Autumn– 5 Years Later "Mommy!" Valen's tiny voice echoed from the bathroom. "I'm coming, baby!" I called back, rushing to him. Mornings were always a whirlwind. I quickly helped Valen get ready, then rushed to prepare myself for work. We managed to squeeze in a quick breakfast together—just the two of us, like always. My little man is in school now. Life wasn’t easy after Zane abandoned me. Just two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. I struggled—desperately—for water, for shelter, for survival. But I didn’t give up. Thanks to my knowledge in soil science, I eventually secured a position at the National Soil Testing Lab. Now, I’m not just working—I’m researching, inventing new farming techniques. I’ve developed methods to grow crops with minimal water and fertilizer while still producing a good yield. Now, I understand why my mother and father always insisted on education. Without my qualifications, I wouldn’t be where I am today. A few days ago, I saw Zane in t
Autumn’s POV Clara handed me a drink with a playful grin. “Come on, Autumn. Just one won’t hurt.” I took a hesitant sip. It tasted… odd. Bitter and sweet at the same time. But I didn’t want to seem rude, so I smiled and drank it anyway. At first, I felt nothing. Then everything changed. The music felt louder, my limbs weaker. My vision blurred. I tried to speak, to find Clara, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. Then… darkness. Someone dragged me. I couldn’t fight it. I couldn’t even lift my hand. The next thing I remember—I was waking up in an unfamiliar room, my body cold and bare. I felt … dizzy… confused. I turned my head—and my breath caught in my throat. Jade. Jade, the kingdom’s warrior. Loyal. Fierce. Someone I trusted. He was lying next to me. Naked. My heart dropped. Fear took over. What happened? Why couldn’t I remember? Before I could gather my thoughts, the door slammed open. Zane. He stood there, fury radiating off him like a storm. His
Autumn POV I straddled him slowly, feeling his warmth beneath me as his hands settled on my hips, guiding me with a firm yet gentle touch. My breath hitched as I began to move, our rhythm building naturally, like we were made for this moment. His fingers trailed along my back, pressing into my skin, leaving a trail of heat behind. He sat up slightly, wrapping an arm around my waist while his lips brushed over my collarbone, sending shivers down my spine. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, our bodies pressed tightly as we moved in sync—faster, deeper, more desperate. The sound of my moans mixed with his deep groans filled the room, echoing off the walls. Every movement drew us closer to the edge, every touch igniting the fire between us. My nails dug into his shoulders as the pleasure crested—intense and consuming. We tumbled over that edge together, lost in each other. I slumped against his chest, breathless, my heartbeat racing. His hand threaded through
Zane shifted back into his human form, his intense gaze scanning me for any injuries. His hands moved gently over my arms and shoulders, his touch surprisingly tender despite the blood still staining his fingers. “Are you hurt?” he asked, his voice rough yet laced with concern. I shook my head, still too shaken to speak. The warriors arrived moments later, their eyes widening at the sight of the rogue bodies scattered across the ground. One of them stepped forward. “My King, we will take them to the infirmary—” “Not her,” Zane cut in sharply, his tone leaving no room for argument. His hand tightened protectively around my wrist. “She stays with me.” The warriors hesitated but ultimately nodded, obeying without question. Mia and Clara were carefully led away, but Zane didn’t let go of me. His grip was firm yet reassuring, his expression unreadable as he looked down Zane carried me to his chamber in his arms, his grip firm yet gentle. My heart pounded against my ribs, still sh
They tied us to a tree, their laughter echoing through the forest like a cruel melody. "Look at them, trembling," one of them said One of them grabbed Mia’s chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Such a pretty little thing," he murmured, running a rough finger down her cheek. Mia whimpered, turning her face away, but he only chuckled. "Don't fight it, sweetheart," another sneered, stepping closer. "We’ll make it worth your while." One of them moved toward me in a swift motion, his eyes gleaming with sick anticipation. Before I could react, he yanked at my top, tearing it away in one rough pull. A cold shiver of fear ran down my spine as I gasped, struggling against the ropes binding me. "Even better than I imagined," he sneered, his fingers grazing my bare skin. I turned my face away, disgust twisting my stomach. He grabbed my left nipple and kissed it. i'm shocked at first. "take your hands off you filthy thing, You bastard " I said with disgust and spitted dfirectly
Autumn's POV Days passed, and Hannah finally got admission into a prestigious university. She was overjoyed, and I couldn’t be prouder of her. Meanwhile, our farming business had gained recognition, bringing in a significant income to the kingdom. It felt fulfilling to see our hard work bearing fruit. As for Zane and me… our nights were filled with passion. He never seemed to tire of me, always finding new ways to pull me into his world. His touch, his presence—it was overwhelming, yet I found myself craving it more each day. Despite his usual stoic demeanor, there were moments when I saw something softer in his eyes—a quiet protectiveness that he never voiced but always showed through his actions. And in those moments, I let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, I had become more to him than just a passing desire. William tried to take me back, insisting that I return with him. But Zane didn’t even allow him to meet me. His protectiveness was unwavering, his stance firm. "
Prologue “Did he touch you here, Autumn?” His voice was deep, smooth, yet laced with something dark—possessive. A shiver ran through me as his fingers hovered dangerously close to a place no man had ever touched. My breath caught in my throat, but I forced my body to stay still, unwilling to show weakness. Slowly, I shook my head, my silence speaking louder than words. Zane’s piercing gaze never wavered. The air between us grew heavy, thick with unspoken intent. “No?” he echoed, his voice a low growl. I willed my voice to stay steady. “No, Your Highness,” I answered, barely above a whisper. He tilted his head, studying me as if searching for the truth. “He is your fiancé. Why not?” My fingers curled into the fabric of my dress, my knuckles tightening. “It was an arranged engagement,” I murmured. “We were waiting for our marriage. His eyes darkened, his fingers grazing the edge of my thigh—not threatening, but testing. My body stiffened at the touch, but I refused to ...
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