Content Warning:This book contains explicit adult scenes, strong language, and a romance that begins with hostility and evolves into intense passion. It features themes of power dynamics, forced proximity, and enemies-to-lovers. Recommended for mature readers only (18+).THIS STORY AND THE EVENTS, INCLUDING THE ARRANGED MARRIAGE, ARE PURELY FICTIONAL.*** BLURBI am Lady Elena… or perhaps I should call myself the spare princess? Either way, I prefer to be addressed as “Lady.” While living quietly with my father in King Harold’s palace—my father’s cousin—I had no remarkable story to tell.There was a war.Yet within the palace walls, we were untouched by it. My father opposed the fighting, but they claimed the borders had to be defended against the Scots.My story began the day I was given away to a ruthless Scot as a war prize… all in the name of peace. I was eighteen when I crossed into Scottish lands, unaware of what awaited me there.***

“Why didn’t you kill me?” The question was simple. But I didn’t owe her an explanation. It wasn’t me who had stopped—it was my wolf. I pushed her out of my arms and tried to regain control. When I shifted back into a human, it felt like my wolf’s red, protective eyes were still staring at me. It would not allow me to kill her. How could I be bonded to a human? This had to be a mistake. I needed to ask my grandmother. She knew that ancient book by heart—if there was any explanation, she would know it. But right now, I needed to tell this fragile human what awaited her. “I will kill you, Seren. You will die in the most agonizing way possible. Letting you die easily would be unfair to my brother, don’t you think?” For the first time, she looked at me with worry. “What does that mean?” “Has a werewolf ever fucked you before?” Yes—if I fucked her, maybe the wolf inside me would get what it wanted and stop protecting her. Even wolf women couldn’t satisfy me, so the idea that a human could give me pleasure was ridiculous. This bond nonsense was meaningless anyway—my true nature would realize that soon enough.

+21 “You really need to be quiet now,” he whispered. “Unless you want the people in this office to hear.” “This doesn’t mean I’ll be yours.” “You already are mine, Amber.” He parted my legs and knelt in front of me. In one swift move, he pushed my panties aside and slid his fingers across my soaked folds. “Ahhh… don’t…” I whimpered. “Miss Lawyer,” he murmured, his fingers stroking me with maddening precision, ““when it comes to winning… all’s fair in love and war.”