I will recognize the man who murdered my family anywhere.
A mask.
Green eyes.
And a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist.
Six years later, while working at a BDSM club to pay my comatose brother’s hospital bills, I come face to face with a man carrying the exact same mark.
Certain he is the monster who destroyed my life, I accept his offer to clear all my debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To me, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart.
But things don’t go as planned.
Instead of hatred, I begin to fall in love with the masked man.
And the game changes when I land a second job as the personal secretary to the Alpha King. The moment I meet him, my world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence.
The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist.
How could two men look so alike?
Believing he is a completely different man, I begin to fall for him too.
What I don’t know is that
the masked man I want to kill,
the masked man I love,
and the Alpha King I am falling for
are all the same man.
PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays.
PS: Two chapters are updated daily.

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This book is Book Two of Desired by Three Alphas; Fated to One.
However, it can still be read as a standalone, so new readers can enjoy this story without reading the first book.

​The city lights shone brightly through the large window of our private pack hospital room.


​I leaned back against the raised bed, one of my hands gripping the metal railing for support, the other clutching Oliver's hand with everything I had. The contractions had started hours ago, each one hitting harder and closer together, making my entire body shake with the massive effort.


​Oliver sat right beside me, his dark eyes locked onto mine, his handsome face filled with a mix of deep worry and pure love.


​"You're doing amazing, love," he whispered, his large thumb brushing gently over the back of my hand. "Just a little longer, Aurora. I'm right here."


​I let out a shaky, ragged breath, trying my absolute best to focus entirely on his deep voice instead of the crushing pressure building in my lower belly. My hospital gown clung to my damp skin from sweat, and the room felt far too bright, but Oliver's presence kept me grounded.


Chapter 203 - The End