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).

It's like a Pandora's box of interest and desire has exploded wide open inside of me and I can't contain them anymore.


I want to know the details of his past, the parts of himself that he does remember, like trinkets added to my collection of details about him.


Somehow our entire conversation and walk has led us back inside and standing at the door of his office. Time itself becomes a distant construct that slips away from my hold the more I want to grip hold of it and make it last.


I expect this part to be the end, accepting it with disappointment but then he opens the door, gesturing me forward.


"Aren't you going in?" He asks like it's the only logical thing to happen next.


I hide my smile with a small nod walking in like it was something I already planned to do on my own before he follows behind shutting the door.


Chapter 122 - CHAPTER 122: PANDORA'S BOX