Sylphiette—Sylphie—Winters is rejected by her fated mate and husband, the Alpha of the Wintermoon Pack—Cassius Winters—and then banished, for a sin she didn’t commit yet accused of. Dejected, alone and pregnant, Slyphie found refuge in a rogue pack but her peace was only but a farce. When the King of the rogues set his eyes upon Sylphie, he was mesmerized by her beauty and wanted to claim her as his mistress but she blatantly rejected him. Angered by the rejection, he subjected her to slavery. However, a drunken night led the rogue King to attempt a heinous assault on Sylphie. Sylphie’s accused of seducing the king and sentenced to a public trial where her fate would be decided. But during her punishment, the rogue king’s pack is attacked. Slyphie and her child are saved by the person she least expected to ever see again. Old wounds are reopened as Sylphie’s forced to confront the past. Cassius, regretful of his past actions and realizing the truth he’d once failed to see, sought to reclaim his ex-mate’s heart. Will Cassius be able to right his wrong and have a second chance at love with Sylphie? What happens when the former Beta’s daughter, Zenya, deems Sylphie as a threat to her plan? When the odd fights against them, will Sylphie learn to trust Cassius again and when her world is once again upended by the threat that seeks to destroy the ones she loves, will she fight or run? Find out in this thrilling tale of love and redemption! Welcome to Sylphiette and Cassius’s story!!
View More╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝ I hadn’t known what I would find when we launched the assault on the rogue king’s territory. The plan had been simple—retaliation. A direct message. The bastard and his filthy pack had gone too far. The attack on my sentinels two days ago wasn’t just reckless; it was a declaration of war. Three of my men had returned bloody and torn after being ambushed by rogues wearing the Dark Crescent insignia. I couldn’t let it go unanswered. I wasn't going to show mercy, and I sure as hell hadn’t planned on forgiveness. But what I hadn’t expected the most was what I found in the center of that cursed courtyard. Sylphiette. My mate. My ex-mate. The woman I’d once sworn to protect above all else… and the same woman I had banished from my pack, my territory, and my life. She was on her knees, barely clothed, soaked and bloodied. Shackled. Broken. The whip was already in motion when I arrived. The brute holding it was seconds away from striking a ch
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ The first thing I felt was warmth. Soft, smooth linens—nothing like the scratchy blanket and damp floors of the dungeon. Then the scent of lavender and antiseptic. Clean. Calming. Clinical hit me in waves. I groaned, my consciousness fully seeping in and I blinked open my eyes slowly, fighting the weight on my eyelids. A pale ceiling greeted me, unfamiliar and sterile. The second thing I felt, panic and it rose up my throat. Where was I? I jolted upright, but my body screamed in protest. Pain pulsed down my spine, sharp and deep. My back throbbed from the memory of the whip, and my head spun. I gritted my teeth, groaning as I forced myself to sit up fully, ignoring the sharp tug of bandages against my skin. My mind raced until it screamed with a thought. Kian. My baby boy. My heart pattered frantically in my chest. But just then, the door swung open, and a man stepped in. The first thing I noticed was his salt-and-pepper hair neatly co
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ The sun beat down mercilessly, turning the cracked stone beneath my feet into something hotter than hellfire. The courtyard was a sea of sneering faces and expectant glares. Kian clung to my neck, his small arms tight around me as if he understood the danger without knowing the full weight of it. His little body trembled with every breath. I kept my chin high, though my insides were twisted with dread. "Let the trial begin," Alpha Axel's voice boomed from the far end of the courtyard. His throne looked like a mockery of justice itself, draped in black fur, his smug face stretched in something between a smirk and a threat. I guessed since he couldn’t have me, he wanted to humiliate me as much as he felt I’d done to him. Was that why he was indulging? To humiliate me? To have me crawl at his feet and beg for mercy? If he thought this was enough to break me, he was wrong. I’d rather die than beg at his feet. But would I want the same feat fo
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ “I could have given you everything you ever dreamed of,” he staggered into my bedroom, slowly, his footsteps quiet as he stalked towards me. I moved back on instinct as his presence filled my small room but my legs soon hit the wooden edge of my bed. I cocked my head, catching Kian still sound asleep. My heart pattered in my chest. “Why are you here? What do you want from me?” He scoffed, but his expression darkened like a storm cloud. “Don’t act like you don’t know, Sylphie. I’m here to claim what’s mine.” “I’m not yours.” I swallowed, clenching my fist to stop my trembling. Alpha Axel stalked closer and I wanted to run but I knew I couldn’t. It would be impossible to escape him. “I would have made your life better but you decided to act foolishly.” He stopped in front of me and the pungent smell of beer and feminine cologne mixed with his heavy smokey scent whiffed into my nose. I almost gagged from the smell. This man had no shame. I’m
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ “Hurry up, Sylph! Those men aren’t going to serve themselves!” The crude baritone of the rogue housekeeper blistered my ears for the umth time tonight. With each moment that passed by, the weight of her crude treatment fell heavier on me. It was already past midnight. I was exhausted, sweaty and damn hungry. I was already starting to see double but Gulia didn’t give a damn. All she wanted from me was to work, work and work so much that I passed out and I did sometimes. Ever since my banishment—four years ago—from my pack, my life had slowly spiraled into a pit of hardship. I was once a Luna. A respected figure and the fated mate to the Alpha of my pack. I was happy and loved and lived my life in so much bliss, it was almost a fairytale. But everything came crashing down after that incident, that night and then I’d ended up here, at the crudest, barbarous rogue pack in the land, the Dark Crescent pack. I’d worked to earn my keep in this ru
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ “Hurry up, Sylph! Those men aren’t going to serve themselves!” The crude baritone of the rogue housekeeper blistered my ears for the umth time tonight. With each moment that passed by, the weight of her crude treatment fell heavier on me. It was already past midnight. I was exhausted, sweaty and damn hungry. I was already starting to see double but Gulia didn’t give a damn. All she wanted from me was to work, work and work so much that I passed out and I did sometimes. Ever since my banishment—four years ago—from my pack, my life had slowly spiraled into a pit of hardship. I was once a Luna. A respected figure and the fated mate to the Alpha of my pack. I was happy and loved and lived my life in so much bliss, it was almost a fairytale. But everything came crashing down after that incident, that night and then I’d ended up here, at the crudest, barbarous rogue pack in the land, the Dark Crescent pack. I’d worked to earn my keep in this ru...
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