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).

"I thought you killed him!" I half-scream, trembling from terror once the creature sets its blood-thirsty eyes on me.


Azrael gets over his surprise and frowns.


"Trust me, I did. I don't make mistakes."


"It seems your ex-boyfriend is a Lycan."


Now I look at Azrael like he's gone insane too. Bat-shit crazy.


"What? No… Ronan—Ronan is a wolf!" I argue, thinking back to all the times he had shifted and howled at the moon and shared traditions only a wolf would. How unimpressive he thought his wolf was, and his inferiority complex about it. "He was born a wolf."


"No, I believe you. I also don't recall making a bastard like him either," Azrael comments with words I don't understand.


Before I can ask, Ronan 2.0 lets out a terrifying screeching howl that shakes the walls and instills fear in every living creature around us.


Chapter 77 - CHAPTER 77: WHAT ARE YOU?