Frost King's Shadow Bride

Frost King's Shadow Bride

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Introduction

"You're beautiful when you're dangerous," he murmured, ice-blue eyes burning into mine as shadows writhed around my feet.
"I don't need another Alpha who thinks he owns me," I snapped, yet stepped closer, drawn by his raw power.
His hand caught my wrist, thumb tracing the silver chain marks Magnus had left. "Who dared mark what's mine?"
Heat pooled low in my stomach at his possessive words. "I'm not yours."
"Your racing pulse says otherwise." His thumb found my heartbeat, and I couldn't suppress the soft gasp that escaped.
"Let go," I breathed, even as I leaned into his touch.
"Make me." His other hand slid to my waist, pulling me against his hard chest. "Tell me you don't want this."
The lie died on my lips as his scent made my head spin with need.


Nephele survived two years as Magnus's captive Luna, believing she was wolfless trash. While enduring his brutality, her blood was secretly harvested by Ophelia—the woman who raised her. When she finally escapes, she learns the truth: she's the last Shadow Wolf princess, stolen as a baby. Now both want their valuable weapon back.
Half-dead in the forest, she's saved by Kaedan—the boy who once gave her an apple, now the ruthless Frost King. She won't trade one prison for another, but his touch sets her on fire and his protection feels dangerously like home.
Can a broken girl trust the king who could destroy her completely?

Chapter 1

Nephele's POV

Every wolf girl dreams of her first shift. I dreamed of surviving the failure.

My name is Nephele. I'm eighteen years old, standing in the center of the sacred stone circle with moonlight painting my pale skin silver.

Around me, my age-mates completed their coming-of-age ceremonies one by one. The crack of reshaping bones. The tear of fur breaking through skin. Then triumphant howls to the full moon.

Each howl felt like a reminder: You don't belong here.

When the elder called my name, I walked to the circle's center. I closed my eyes and reached deep inside myself, searching for the wolf that should have been there.

Nothing.

Only emptiness. Only silence. Only the weight of shame crushing my chest.

"Perhaps..." the elder said awkwardly, "some wolves need more time to awaken."

But the damage was done. Whispers rose from the crowd like hissing snakes:

"Wolfless."

In our world, there's no crueler curse.

I looked toward my mother in the crowd. In her purple eyes, the last trace of warmth died, leaving only cold disappointment.

This is where my story begins—a failed coming-of-age, a shattered expectation, and a secret I didn't yet know:

Sometimes the most dangerous thing isn't the power you actually have, but everyone believing you have none.


Today, a year and a half later, I stood at my threadbare room's window, watching young wolves play across the frost-covered grounds. Their freedom reminded me of everything I'd lost.

The star-shaped birthmark on my right shoulder had once been a symbol of pride in our bloodline. Now it was just another cruel joke.

Looking around the room—rickety bed, cracked mirror, worn rug—I remembered my mother's cutting words after my eighteenth birthday failure: "The Wolfless don't need nice things."

The howls of young wolves drifting through my window pulled my mind back to when I'd had expectations, when life had been different...

For years, Mom trained me to be the perfect future Luna. "Back straight! Chin up!" she'd command, drilling submission stances and pack protocols into my muscles until they ached.

"One day, you'll be a magnificent Luna," she'd promised with rare smiles. "Your wolf will be beautiful as mine."

I'd treasured every word of praise, believing her strictness was love.

By sixteen, like all young wolves, I dreamed about my future wolf. Silver and graceful like Mom's, maybe?

I'd close my eyes and feel phantom paws hitting forest floors, wind rushing through fur I didn't have yet.

But there was one training day I could never forget.

I was sixteen, tracing the star-shaped birthmark on my shoulder during a break, when a scent hit me—crisp apples mixed with winter frost. I turned to see a silver-haired boy approaching, maybe seventeen, with the most beautiful ice-blue eyes I'd ever seen.

He extended a perfect red apple toward me, his expression gentle and slightly shy.

"For you," he said quietly, his voice carrying a slight accent I couldn't place.

Before I could reach for the gift, Mom's fingers clamped around my wrist like steel. "Stay away from him," she snapped, yanking me backward so violently I stumbled.

The boy's face crumpled with hurt and confusion, but he didn't protest. He just watched us leave with those beautiful, wounded eyes.

That night, Mom's training intensified. Longer hours, harsher demands. But I never forgot those ice-blue eyes, or the way my birthmark had warmed when he looked at me.

I had no idea then that this brief encounter would change everything.

But when the moment of my coming-of-age arrived, everything crumbled.

The journey home that night passed in deadly silence. When our front door closed with a definitive thud, she turned to me.

"Wolfless," she spat, disgust dripping from every syllable. "My daughter is Wolfless. I've brought shame upon our bloodline."

Overnight, my status plummeted from "Ophelia's daughter" to "the Wolfless disgrace."

The next day in the dining hall, former friends turned away while a young wolf deliberately knocked my tray to the floor.

"Oops," he smirked. "Hard to notice someone without a wolf scent."

Mom watched silently, and as I left humiliated, she merely remarked: "Get used to it. This is the life of a Wolfless."

That moment crystallized a brutal truth—her training had never been for my benefit, only for her honor.

Now that I was wolfless, her eyes viewed me as a defective product to be discarded like worthless prey.

My only lifeline was my brother Fidelis, but even he couldn't stay.

The night before leaving to assume his Alpha duties, his warm amber eyes held genuine regret.

"I'll protect you from afar," he promised. "I swear it by the Moon Goddess."

After he left, I truly had no one.

I shook my head, forcing myself back to the present.

More than a year of mockery, isolation, and shame had taught me to live in corners, to walk with my head down.

Wolfless. The word had branded my soul.

In wolf society, those without wolves had no status, no future, no hope.

With a sigh, I dressed for another day of humiliation.

Walking down the main corridor of Northwind Pack's central building, I tried to make myself invisible, but reality had other plans.

"You smell that?" a young wolf sneered as I passed, making sure everyone could hear. "That's the Wolfless. No wonder it reeks in here."

I kept my eyes down, face carefully blank. Showing reaction only encouraged them—a lesson learned through painful experience.

The jeers, the "accidental" shoves, the food trays knocked from my hands—they'd become as routine as breathing.

I hurried toward the library—the only place I found peace among the ancient texts that didn't care whether I had a wolf or not.

In those yellowed pages, I'd stumbled across fragmented records about 'Star-marked bloodlines'—most entries were torn or faded, but they hinted at some ancient, forgotten power. Whenever I read those passages, my birthmark would grow warm, as if responding to something unseen.

Before I reached the library, a servant intercepted me. "Luna Ophelia requests your immediate presence in her chambers."

This was unusual. Unless necessary, Mother avoided being seen with me, lest her reputation suffer by association with the Wolfless.

Anxiety knotted my stomach as I made my way to her chambers.

What new punishment or humiliation awaited?

I pushed open the heavy oak door to find Mom looking strangely excited, her eyes assessing me with unusual interest.

"You look... acceptable," she said, examining me from head to toe. "That's something, at least."

Since my eighteenth birthday, this was the closest thing to a compliment she'd offered.

"Sovereign Pack's Alpha Magnus has inquired about your situation," she announced, her voice tinged with something I couldn't identify. "He... has expressed interest in making you his Luna."

I stood frozen, unable to process her words.

Could this possibly be the beginning of a new life? Could I become a respected Luna instead of the mocked Wolfless?

But as I watched the light flickering in my mother's purple eyes, my star-shaped birthmark began to burn—a warning I didn't yet understand.

Something told me this opportunity might be far more dangerous than I could imagine.

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