His mouth claimed mine with brutal possession, teeth scraping my lip until I tasted blood. A shameful heat pooled between my thighs.
“No,” I gasped against his lips, even as my hips arched into his touch without permission. “I don’t want—”
“You lie so prettily, little wolf,” he growled low in my ear, fingers slipping inside me with deliberate slowness, curling just right to make my knees buckle.
Tears stung my eyes. Of anger, humiliation and need. I shook my head, but the moan that escaped me was desperate. I craved the damnation of him even though I didn't want to, the way he dominated every inch of me until there was nothing left but surrender.
His thumb circled that sensitive spot as he thrust his fingers deeper and I broke with a sob, clenching around him, hating how much I needed the dark pleasure only he could give.
She was meant to be Luna.
Instead, she was branded a traitor, sold to rogues and auctioned like flesh.
On the night Yulia MoonFang lost everything, she was bought by Luci Dreamoth, the most feared Alpha alive and her father’s sworn enemy.
He didn’t save her.
He claimed her.
Marked, imprisoned and used as a breeder, Yulia believed her fate was sealed, until her dormant wolf awakened, revealing a power older than the packs themselves. A goddess buried beneath scars. A queen forged by betrayal.
As war ignites between Mooncrest and IronFang Packs, secrets rot from within, enemies circle closer and the man who broke her begins to fall for the woman rising from his chains.
He wanted revenge.
She wanted freedom.
What neither expected was a bond strong enough to burn kingdoms to ash.
And this time, Yulia will not be the one kneeling. Who does?
