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 feel of Dahlia against my body felt surreal. It felt like this was a dream… one of the weird dreams I've been having these past couple of weeks.


Only that this time, it felt so real, I could literally feel her. I could feel the softness of her skin against mine… could even feel her warm breath on my chest. The steady rise and fall of her bosoms as she took in deep breaths reminded me that she was with me.


But then she began to struggle, forcing her way out of my hold. But I didn't budge. I couldn't bring myself to let go, especially knowing that she could easily slip away again


She squealed; "I can't breathe!" And only then did I let my hands fall to my sides.


"I missed you." I said again, for the nth time since she stepped into the room, and just like the other times, Dahlia didn't respond. Instead, she held my hand, leading me to the large sofa behind me.


"Sit." She commanded and like an obedient puppy, I obeyed.


Chapter 182 - Schemes.