Masuk"Do you know what it feels like to be exiled… by the one who was meant to love you?” “Home. He felt like home.” Until he didn’t. Aegis was rejected by her mate—the Alpha who promised her forever. He chose her sister instead, tearing her world apart and casting her into darkness. Heartbroken and alone, her life turned into a nightmare overnight. Six months after she's exiled— her parents and Ex-mate plotted to have her killed and they succeeded. But fate wasn’t finished with her. Two years later Aegis is back- not as the fragile girl they discarded, but as a Powerful Alpha. At her side stands Damian Westwood, the ruthless King of all wolves, whose touch ignites a forbidden longing and whose secrets are even more dangerous as her own. Together, they’re bound by an ancient prophecy and a bond threatening to unravel the werewolf world. ❓ Why would the family that raised her want her dead? ❓ Why would the Moon Goddess give her a second chance? • ❓And will her thirst for revenge cost her everything… even love? -- They took everything from her. Now she’s here to take it all back.--
Lihat lebih banyakAegis's P.O.V“You're supposed to be on bed rest.”The ash clung to my fingers like guilt. It slipped under my nails and smudged black against pale skin, refusing to let me forget.There has to be something we're missing from the crime scene. A witch that powerful and experienced couldn’t have been that careless.I was kneeling in the wreckage, sifting through broken timber and cold stone, when his voice rolled over me like thunder.“You’re supposed to be resting, Aegis.”My chest tightened. The damn man had a knack for showing up like a haunting headache.I didn’t turn around. Just dug deeper into the soot.Maybe I’d find something—anything—that would make the gnawing in my chest stop. We’re missing something.“Bed rest is for people who enjoy feeling like they’re in a coffin,” I muttered. “I’m not one of them.”“That’s not what the doctor said.”“The doctor doesn’t know what he’s talking about. I’m claustrophobic, not paralyzed.”“How would you know?”The words slipped out before I
(King Damien’s POV)The smell of her blood won’t go away. It’s all over me. It’s wrong. She’s mine. She shouldn’t bleed.Her body is limp in my arms as I push through the double doors of the pack hospital. Every step feels like I’m carrying my own damn heart to the chopping block.“Aegis. Stay awake.” My voice cracks. I lower it so the nurses can’t hear. “Don’t you dare close your eyes on me again.”Her lashes don’t even twitch.I tighten my hold. She feels too light and fragile for someone who’s fought me so hard all day.Emery and Zach are already waiting in the hall. The second they see me, they step forward, hands raised to receive her.“Give her to us,” Emery says calmly.“Move.”“She needs treatment—”“I said move.” My tone drops to a growl.Zach doesn’t budge. His jaw is tight, his fists clenched at his sides.“We’ll take her, Your Highness. You’re too close—”“You take one step closer, and I’ll break your arms. Another step, and I’ll tear them off and feed them to you.”Zach f
Aegis's First Person P.O.V“I can’t breathe. I can’t—I need to get out—”The walls are closing in.No.The ceiling’s falling.It’s getting darker. The air’s thicker. My chest burns.I claw at the rock blocking the exit until my nails split.“Get me out! Get me out of here!”My voice cracks.“Please—please—let me out!”“Aegis!”His voice cuts through the blackness.“Stop—stop hurting yourself.”"I can’t be here… Please, I can’t…”I choke on a rancid sob.I can’t. I can’t stop.My hands keep scraping the stone.Something slicks down my palms, warm.Blood.I can barely feel it.His hand closes firmly around my wrist.“You’re bleeding.”“Don’t touch me! Let me out! Please let me out!”“You’re safe,” he says, voice low, careful like I’m some wild animal.“You’re not trapped. Breathe—just breathe.”Safe.The word means nothing.There’s no air. No light.Just stone and shadows pressing in.The walls are closing in on me.My chest constricts.He steps closer. Hesitant. Careful.His golden eye
Aegis's First Person P.O.VThey were watching me like I was Beyoncé reborn.No, seriously.I could feel the stares. The admiration. The whispers from girls in shiny dresses who looked like they practiced looking effortless. One of them even said—and I quote—“I wish I could be like her.”Cute. But also, awkward.Especially since the man beside me—the actual King—was being treated like he smelled faintly of wet socks.They smiled at me.They bowed at me.And they barely even nodded at him.I didn’t blame them. The King had this permanent scowl like someone had told him brunch was canceled forever.He leaned in close to me. “I hate it here.”I smiled brightly at a group of teen she-wolves ogling my boots. “I love it here.”“I’m serious.”“So am I.”His jaw clenched. “Let’s go.”“I want to stay.”“Aegis.”“You brought me here, remember?” I gave him my best sweet-evil smile. “Now you get to suffer.”He didn’t respond.He just stared like he was debating murder and taxes at the same time.W






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