Claimed by the Alpha King
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I came to kill the Alpha King.
I didn’t come to be claimed.
They say Kael of the Blackfang Pack is a beast—cold, ruthless, untouchable. The monster who butchered my brother. The tyrant who rules from a throne of blood and bone.
I trained for years in silence. Learned to lie, to fight, to kill. And when I finally infiltrated his castle, blade ready… fate betrayed me.
Because the moment I saw him, I felt it.
The bond.
The heat.
The undeniable pull of the mate connection.
Kael says I belong to him. That my scent marks me as his. That he’ll keep me locked in his palace until the next full moon, when instinct takes over—and I beg to be his.
But I won’t surrender.
I won’t fall for golden eyes and a voice that drips like velvet sin.
I won’t believe him when he says my brother wasn’t the man I thought he was.
Even if his touch sets my blood on fire.
Even if I dream of him every night.
Even if my wolf is already starting to want him.
He’s dangerous. Addictive. Possessive. And he swears he’ll never let me go.
But I didn’t come to be loved.
I came to kill a king.
And I just might lose myself in the process.
I didn’t come to be claimed.
They say Kael of the Blackfang Pack is a beast—cold, ruthless, untouchable. The monster who butchered my brother. The tyrant who rules from a throne of blood and bone.
I trained for years in silence. Learned to lie, to fight, to kill. And when I finally infiltrated his castle, blade ready… fate betrayed me.
Because the moment I saw him, I felt it.
The bond.
The heat.
The undeniable pull of the mate connection.
Kael says I belong to him. That my scent marks me as his. That he’ll keep me locked in his palace until the next full moon, when instinct takes over—and I beg to be his.
But I won’t surrender.
I won’t fall for golden eyes and a voice that drips like velvet sin.
I won’t believe him when he says my brother wasn’t the man I thought he was.
Even if his touch sets my blood on fire.
Even if I dream of him every night.
Even if my wolf is already starting to want him.
He’s dangerous. Addictive. Possessive. And he swears he’ll never let me go.
But I didn’t come to be loved.
I came to kill a king.
And I just might lose myself in the process.

















































