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Mother's Alpha, Daughter's Mate
175·Queen jessyMy father is dead. My mother married his rival. And my body craves the man who might have destroyed us both. Kiera watched her father, the beloved Beta of the Silverclaw pack, die in a rogue attack that felt too precise to be an accident. Six months later, her mother announces a new marriage—to Alpha Darius Kane of the Obsidian Ridge pack. The same Alpha who wanted her father's territory. The same man whose cold eyes once made Kiera shiver. Until he descended the stairs at the wedding. Now his eyes burn. His voice drips like honey and ash. Every time he says "kitten," her wolf whimpers. Every accidental touch leaves her aching for more. He is her stepfather. Her fated mate. And possibly her father's killer. "Tell me to stop," he murmurs against her throat. "I will. But every tremble of your skin tells me you never will." Kiera tells herself she's getting close to him for answers. But the truth is far more dangerous: she doesn't want the truth. She wants his hands. His teeth. His confession—spoken in the dark, while her mother sleeps down the hall. When a forbidden bond marks her as the heir to both packs, Kiera becomes the most wanted woman in werewolf territory. Enemies want her dead. Allies want her used. And Darius? Darius wants her on her knees. And then on his throne. Some mistakes feel like falling. This one feels like coming home—to a house on fire.
The Alpha King's Contracted Bride
240·Queen jessyMy husband is the most ruthless Alpha King in history. He executed his first wife on their wedding night, The second one was burnt. And now… I’m his third. At nineteen, I am a Null—no wolf, no scent, no magic. Worthless to my pack. So when my father’s debt comes due, they sold me to the monster who has ruled for three centuries with blood and fear. Caspian Blackwood doesn't want my obedience. He doesn't want my body. He wants my nothingness. Because I am the only one who can silence the feral beast screaming inside his mind. I am his living sedative. His contracted bride. His to touch, to scent, to keep. But the ancient king didn't expect his fragile little Null to talk back. To laugh. To look at him like he's not a monster, but a man who has been alone for three hundred years. And I didn't expect the ice in his veins to burn. Now enemies circle our fragile bond. His first wife's family wants revenge. His pack wants me dead. And when my hidden power awakens—a power that should not exist—I will have to decide: Do I save the ruthless king from his curse? Or do I become the only thing he fears? I am not his weakness. I am his reckoning.