She was sold to the man who wants her dead.

Princess Liora Ashenbane wakes up in a golden cage, drugged, betrayed, and handed over to the Alpha King of the werewolves.

Thessian Nightfang believes she murdered his mate and slaughtered his people.

The evidence shows her face.

The punishment is death.

She has three weeks until the full moon to prove she’s innocent.

Three weeks to survive his hatred.

Three weeks to uncover the truth.

Three weeks before the Alpha King rips her throat out.

But the massacre wasn’t what it seemed, and Liora is the key to a conspiracy that could destroy both humans and werewolves.

Enemies to lovers.

Weak to strong.

Golden cage.

Alpha King with a broken heart.

She falls for the man who swore to kill her.

This is very dark.

One of the human guards standing nearby finally spoke carefully, perhaps trying to fill the terrible silence hanging beneath the screams with something more normal. "You are still allowing us to work here, Alpha?" Thessian's gaze shifted toward him briefly, acknowledging the question. The man straightened immediately beneath that attention but forced himself to continue speaking. "We didn't harm anyone." His voice carried rough honesty rather than fear or pleading. "It was them." A glance moved bitterly toward the imprisoned ministers and royal cells. "They destroyed Valeria long before you arrived."


Chapter 110 - Chapter 110; Imposter