To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg.

In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books.

Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate. 

She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess.

Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself.

The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything. 

Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose:

To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate.

Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down.

Their bond is a burden.

Their affection, a lie.

But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real.

And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

"The Alpha has indeed lost his memory! He could not recognize any of us by the time he woke up!" Elder Samwell's voice tore through my thoughts and I looked up just in time to see him conversing with two women I didn't know, his rotund belly bouncing with each word he spoke.


One of the women pulled a stray strand of her silvery hair that had escaped the bun at the nape of her neck behind her ear and looked up at Elder Samwell, a mixture of confusion and worry lining her features. 


She shook her head. "Are you sure? You know it's wrong to spread misinformation about the Alpha?"


"I'm as sure as death and taxes!" Elder Samwell responded quickly, sounding more excited than worried, "…or we can make a bet. Ten shillings goes to whoever is right by the end of the day!"


The woman gasped, her wide eyes portraying my own surprise. 


Chapter 49 - Crazy things.