"I, Dorian Blackwood of the Crystal Moon Pack, reject you, Lyra Ashwood, as my mate." My heart clenched. Pain sliced through me, unbearable, and I fell to the ground, clawing at the earth as tears blurred my vision. The only person I could see was him: my mate, the man who had just destroyed me. I saw the pain in his eyes. He hid it well. I had dreamed of my eighteenth birthday for years. The celebration. Finally meeting my wolf. And most of all, finding the one person the moon goddess had made for me. It was supposed to be the best night of my life. Instead, it was the worst. One look had set my whole body on fire. One word from him turned me to ash. And my own sister made sure the whole pack believed I was a curse. Stripped of my name. Scrubbing floors on my knees. Rejected by the man who still haunts every dream. But I never knew what I really was. Silver blood. Moon goddess blood. And a prophecy that has brought the most feared man in the world riding toward me. Lucian Thorne, the Lycan King, doesn't believe in fate. He doesn't believe in love. He only believes he needs me alive. He'll claim me. He'll protect me. And he'll keep me at arm's length. But arm's length is a long way to hold a fire. Every glance lingers a second too long. Every accidental touch leaves a trail of heat down my skin. And when he finally corners me in the dark, his hand braced beside my head and his breath unsteady against my mouth, I realize the one thing he can't protect me from is himself. "Tell me to walk away, Lyra," he rasps. I don't. And by morning, neither of us is the same. Rejected by the man she craved. Claimed by the king she can't resist. Some bonds are meant to be broken. Others are meant to burn.

They say the Moon Goddess chooses once. Kael Ashwood stopped believing that the day his first mate was ripped away from him — and he built a kingdom out of the wreckage, one where nothing gets close enough to be taken again.Then the wind shifts.Elara Voss was never supposed to find Blackfang territory. No maps lead there. No roads. Just old stone markers warning trespassers to turn back — and she ignores every single one. The moment Kael catches her scent, ten years of iron control shatter in an instant. The bond he swore didn't exist locks into place like a brand.He doesn't ask permission. Kings don't.But Elara isn't the kind of woman who bends just because a crown tells her to. She's stubborn, sharp-tongued, and furious at being claimed by a man, a title, and a fate she never agreed to — and the forest itself refuses to let her leave. The longer she's trapped in his territory, the more she starts to see the truth under the tyrant: a man terrified of losing what's his before he even gets to keep it.But something ancient is stirring in Elara's blood — something tied to the very enemies who destroyed Kael once before. As old threats close in on his throne, Kael will have to choose between the control that's kept him alive for a decade and the mate he swore he'd never let himself want again.The Moon Goddess doesn't ask twice.This time, she isn't giving him a choice.

Trigger warning!!!! intended for mature readers who love dark romance fantasy. "who's there" Lily said picking a dagger that she always kept under her pillow. "who's there" she said louder this time moving towards the shadow and launching her dagger forward. A hand suddenly emerged from the shadow grabbing her hand and pulling her to it . she gasped as she realized who it was, "Zuko !!! she yelled at him " you scared me" he raised close to him and said