Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive.

A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy.

He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored.

"You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet."

He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art.

But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left.

And the damning part? She's starting to crave it.

But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know.

This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life.

He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him.

The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy

WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart.

Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).

(THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS STRONG SCENES OF ABUSE)


I flinch at her words against my will, more from the fact that I'm being branded as some disrespectful child when all I've ever done was try to earn Father's love.


I know I shouldn't be bothered by it anymore, but there's still that small subconscious part of me stuck in this house, refusing to die and wanting to defend my devotion to Father.


Forcing me to comply. I try to fight it.


"Azra— His ma-majesty ord-d-dered that I s-st-stay in."


"And his majesty's words hold more value than that of your own father, who is the reason you're even able to enjoy the benefits of being the King's wife in the first place."


I flinch again, feeling myself being backed into a corner. I try to find more words to argue, but they fail me. I'm tongue-tied, weighed down by impossible guilt brainwashed into me.


"I-I… I j-ustt c-ca-can't," I mumble under my breath.


Chapter 73 - CHAPTER 73: THE ALPHA’S LESSON