NinaScarlett’s revelation echoed in my mind, refusing to fade. Jack’s innocence had been proven - but how? My plan had been meticulous, every detail perfect.I paced frantically across the room, gnawing at my fingertips until they were raw. My thoughts spiraled out of control as I searched desperately for answers.I had to think. Had to breathe. Had to figure out what went wrong.The evidence I planted was excellent—Sarah’s blood on Jack’s clothes, his DNA under her fingernails. Each detail was meticulously placed to ensure his conviction.But something gave me away. Something in that damned autopsy report exposed the truth.“We need to act fast.” The wolf inside me snarled, its fury burning through my veins. “Or they’ll discover the truth - that you’re the one who killed Sarah.” The beast’s words carried the weight of our shared secret, heavy with the knowledge of what we’d done.I groaned and pressed my palms against my temples, sick of the wolf’s relentless voice. Her constant pres
JackNina’s scent lingered long after she left, a bittersweet reminder of her visit. Jasmine and rain... and something else I couldn’t quite identify.My wolf stirred restlessly, both comforted and troubled by her presence. Her warning about my planned execution still rang in my ears, each word laced with tears and terror.I couldn’t believe the mess we were in, or that she still wanted to stay behind. Why would she risk it? She had every reason to run with me.But she didn’t.I paced the confined space, my footsteps echoing against the cold stone walls. Each step matched the rhythm of my racing thoughts.The weight of Sarah’s death still sat heavy on my conscience - even if I couldn’t remember doing it, the evidence spoke for itself. At least, that’s what I’d believed all these months.“You’re overthinking,” I muttered to myself, running a hand through my tangled hair. “Nina’s trying to save your life. She’s your mate. You felt the connection.”But had I? Really? The question nagged a
NinaThe scent of him clung to my clothes as I hurried through the darkened corridors, my heart thundering against my ribs. Pine and earth... and something I couldn’t pin my hand on.Something that made my wolf curl her lip in disgust. Each step echoed against the stone floors, a rhythmic reminder of my performance in Jack’s cell.I wiped away the fake tears, a smirk replacing the concerned expression I’d worn moments ago. Every step away from him felt like a victory.My plan was working perfectly, like pieces on a chessboard moving exactly where I needed them.“You did well,” my wolf purred, preening with satisfaction. “He believed every word from you.”“I know he will.”“He believes you’re staying to bond with your sister.” Red’s lips curved into a dark smile. “Such a fool.”Of course he did. Men like Jack were so easily manipulated by a few tears and trembling lips.The fool actually believed I was truly his mate. He believed I wanted him as a mate and that I wanted to stay behind t
FinnThe small gasp that escaped Scarlett’s lips sent a wave of satisfaction through me. Even after all this year, I could still surprise her.My fingers remained gentle but firm around her wrist as I pulled her closer, letting her catch my scent – the crisp scent of my cologne and coffee from endless business meetings still clinging to my clothes.“Miss me, Luna?” I whispered, my voice rough with emotion after months apart.The silver glow of the moonlight filtered through her window, illuminating her face with a mix of shock and joy.“Finn, is that you?” Her free hand reached up to touch my face, fingers trembling slightly as they traced my jawline. “How... when did you get back?”I caught her exploring hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. “About an hour ago. The company’s quarterly review finally wrapped up.”My wolf, Storm, stirred within me, desperate to reconnect with Ray after our long separation. Through our mate bond, I could feel Ray’s answering call, her presence warm and f
Finn Scarlett turned in my arms, pressing her forehead to mine. “I love you,” she breathed, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest. “I love you too.” “Ah,” she screamed as my finger gently made its way inside her, beginning to pleasure her. She moaned with delight as my movements started, slow and deliberate, before gradually increasing in pressure and speed. Her moans grew louder and more insistent, filling the room with her desire. “Yes,” she gasped, her hips rising to meet my touch. “Right there.” I smirked, continuing, savoring every sound she made. I could feel her body tightening on the brink of release. But just as she was about to let go, I withdrew my finger and dropped to my knees. Her eyes fluttered open, surprise and frustration flashing across her face as a whimper escaped her lips. She reached out, tangling her fingers in my hair as I leaned forward and began to pleasure her with my mouth. Scarlett’s moans grew softer, yet more intense as my tongue explored her,
ScarlettI woke to an empty bed, the sheets still warm from where Finn had lain. The sound of running water from the bathroom told me where he’d gone. I stretched, feeling the pleasant ache in my muscles.My wolf, Ray, purred contentedly. “Our mate is home.”“Yes,” I agreed, smiling despite the weight of responsibilities that pressed at the edges of my mind. Having Finn back made everything feel more manageable, even if only temporarily.The bathroom door opened, and Finn emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets still clinging to his chest. My breath caught. No matter how many times I saw him, he still had this effect on me.“Morning, love,” he said, leaning down to kiss me. I caught the scent of his soap, clean and masculine.“I thought you might have left for pack business already,” I admitted, sitting up and letting the sheets pool around my waist.His eyes darkened with lust as they traced over my exposed skin. “Not without saying goodbye, honey.” He sat on th
FinnI lay in bed with my mate, savoring her warmth against me, when David’s voice echoed in my mind.‘What is it, David?’ I responded through our pack link.‘Alpha, I apologize for disturbing you. When I couldn’t find you in the office...’ His concern rippled through the mental connection.‘I’ll be there shortly,’ I assured him. ‘I needed time with my mate.’‘Understood, sir.’ With those words, David severed the mind-link, leaving me alone with my thoughts. In my arms, Scarlett shifted slightly, her breathing soft and steady.I gazed down at her peaceful face, drinking in every feature of my mate - the woman I’d ached for through all these long, empty months.Storm’s howl resonated through my mind, his joy echoing my own. My wolf couldn’t contain his elation at having her so close, her warmth pressed against us.We’d both yearned for this - man and beast united in our relief at finally having our mate in our embrace.“That happy, huh?” I asked, amused by Storm’s unrestrained joy, his
Finn“I’m so sorry, Alpha Damon!” The feminine voice carried a note of feigned distress that immediately set me on edge.Looking down, I found myself face-to-face with Nina, Scarlett’s sister.Her cheeks were flushed as she gazed up at me, her wide eyes sparkling with an innocence that didn’t quite reach their depths.This was only the second time I’d seen her, but being this close, I could sense something was off.“Alpha,” she purred, her tone dripping with an unwelcome sweetness. The way she looked at me disgusted me. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. My anger simmered just beneath the surface. What the heck was she trying to pull? “You’re back.”Storm growled low in my mind. ‘There’s darkness in her. Can’t you feel it?’I could. The pure connection I shared with Scarlett had heightened my ability to read others, and what I sensed in Nina troubled me deeply. Behind her carefully constructed facade lay something cold, calculated.“What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping m
“Not all love stories are meant to save you. Some are meant to ruin you.” He’s a devil in an Armani suit. She’s the girl who made one deadly mistake. Now she belongs to him. Owned By The Devil is a dark, addictive romance filled with obsession, betrayal, and passion. If you love morally gray heroes, dangerous games, and love that feels like a death sentence… this is your next read. Are you ready to fall for the villain?
A Special Thank You to My ReadersTo every single one of you who joined me on this journey from the very first chapter to the final page—thank you, from the bottom of my heart.Your time, your emotions, your support, and your patience mean more to me than words can ever fully express.Whether you laughed, cried, gasped, or clutched your heart while reading, know that you were never alone—this story lived in you as much as it lived in me.Thank you for believing in Scarlett’s journey. Thank you for standing by her through her pain, her strength, and her redemption.Thank you for loving Finn, for hating the villains, for cheering for the side characters, and for turning every page with anticipation.This story was written for you, and because of you, it found a life far beyond the words.If Scarlett’s story touched you in any way, I would be incredibly grateful if you could leave a review in the comment section for everyone to see.With love and endless gratitude,Moon
EpilogueThe wind rustled through the trees of the Steel Pack territory, whispering tales of old pain and newfound peace.I stood atop the hill that overlooked the land. My home—home as Scarlett Foster, Luna of the Steel Pack, wife of its Alpha… and mother.“Mommy!” two tiny voices squealed in unison behind me.I turned around, feeling my heart swell in my chest as our twin daughters ran towards me across the hillside covered in wildflowers.Their tiny legs moved quickly, their faces beaming with pure happiness that I had worked so hard to provide for them.I knelt down, arms open wide, ready for the embrace of their small bodies against mine.Aiden, our fearless firstborn with Finn’s ocean-blue eyes and wild midnight curls, crashed into me first. Aria followed half a heartbeat later, her amber eyes flashing with mischief beneath her furrowed brow.She is my stubborn little warrior with a tongue as sharp as her father’s and a heart twice as tender.“We found pawprints by the creek!” A
ScarlettMy heart nearly stopped as Finn’s ocean-blue eyes locked with mine.“You’re here, Honey,” he whispered. “I have been waiting for you. I guess you have finally had enough of my behavior.” A tentative smile tugged at his lips. “So good to see you here.”The lump in my throat made it impossible to speak. My fingers trembled as I gestured toward the sea of red roses arranged in the shape of a heart, their sweet fragrance filling the air between us.“What is this?” I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper. “Who are these for?”Finn rose to his feet with the grace of the wolf that lived within him, his powerful frame moving toward me like a magnet drawn to its pair.“Honey,” he said, the familiar pet name sending shivers down my spine. “These are for you.”“For me?” The words escaped my lips as a question, though the answer was written all over his face.The rage that had been burning in my chest just moments ago dissolved, leaving behind a strange, fluttering sensation.
ScarlettI woke with a start, my arm instinctively stretching across the bed, fingers searching for warmth that wasn’t there.The cool sheets beneath my fingertips told me what I already knew—Finn was gone. Again.The hollow ache in my chest deepened, as familiar now as breathing.I struggled to get out of the empty bed, feeling the weight of his absence like a heavy burden.The cold floor greeted my bare feet as I made my way to the bathroom. The bathroom door creaked softly as I pushed it open.As the hot water cascaded over my skin in the relentless stream of the shower, I wished it could wash away the growing dread festering inside me. I sensed that something was terribly wrong.After drying off, I returned to our bedroom—our bedroom, though it hardly felt like his anymore. His scent was fading from the pillows.I applied lotion to my skin, selecting a dress worthy of my Luna status.Standing in front of the mirror, I checked my reflection. Once satisfied, I stepped out.The hallw
ScarlettI stood at the balcony, the wind lifting my hair gently as I looked down at the scene below.There was no blood in the soil. No screams echoing through the trees. Just quiet. Just peace.Months had passed since our world had shattered and reformed.The pack had moved on, wounds had scabbed over, and routines had resumed. Everyone was performing their duties.Everyone except Finn.Behind me, I heard soft footsteps, and I didn’t need to turn to know it was Finn.“Months have passed,” he said softly, coming to stand beside me.“Yes,” I murmured. “It is over. Everything has ended, darling.”He leaned forward, resting his arms on the stone railing. “It feels like a lifetime.”“Yes, I feel like that too,” I replied, turning around to face him.I swallowed hard, my throat tight with emotion as I gazed at Finn’s handsome face.The angles of his jaw, the warmth in his eyes—they all belonged to my mate, my beloved.A gentle ache bloomed in my chest at the realization that here stood the
Scarlett“What?” The word escaped my lips like a desperate gasp as everyone around me froze in stunned silence.My heart plummeted to my stomach, and I stumbled backward, my legs suddenly weak beneath me. What the hell was he talking about?“So!” Mother’s voice sounded colder than ever. It was as if she had predicted this. “How did you do it?”Father’s shoulders slumped in defeat. “It was Alpha Patrick,” he confessed, his voice hollow and pathetic. “He was the one who gave me the potion to make it seem like I was your fated mate.”His eyes darted nervously around the place as he continued. “I’m just a lowly rogue, and I longed to rule. How I wanted a pack of my own, but conquering one was impossible because I was...” his voice cracked, “...weak.”The crowd erupted in anger as he confessed, their howls reverberating through my chest. The man I had always known as Father now faced their wrath.“He helped me out, and I finally succeeded.” His words tumbled out faster now, desperate. “But
Scarlett “Mother, careful!” The warning tore from my throat an instant too late. My body moved forward, muscles straining, but the gap between us seemed endless. Time froze in a perfect, dreadful moment; Father’s hand rising, a cloud of white powder swirling in the air, Mother’s expression changing from triumph to confusion. The events unfolded rapidly. In one moment, Mother was triumphant, and in the next, she was gasping for breath, with powder clinging to her skin like a death shroud. “Ah!” Mother screamed, clutching her face. Father stood up with an eerie grace, seemingly forgetting his injuries. A cruel smirk twisted his face, revealing a predatory nature that had been hidden beneath a victim’s mask. “Don’t blame me, bitch,” he sneered, his voice dripping with a venom I’d known all my life. “Blame yourself for crawling out of your grave.” “Mother!” Panic clawed at my throat as I finally reached her side, catching her trembling body. Panic surging through me as her breathin
ScarlettI was stunned as Mother appeared, pulling my father along like a limp doll. His body left a trail of blood on the ground, his weak cries lingering in the air.This man, who had been a terrifying presence in my nightmares and seemed untouchable, was now reduced to a pitiful, wounded state.His screams echoed across the place, drawing pack members from their homes like moths to a flame.A primal satisfaction bloomed in my chest as I watched him squirm, the architect of my suffering finally experiencing pain of his own.“Who the heck are you?” someone growled. A burly male stepped forward, chest heaved in misguided bravado. “How dare you step into our land!”I almost laughed—they were still the same blind followers, ready to defend a tyrant simply because he wore the crown. Loyalty without conscience was just another form of cowardice.The crowd grew larger as people poured out of buildings, their murmurs of confusion turning into a loud chorus. Tension filled the air, thick wit