Everyone called him trash. He was the homeless man I picked from the street to save my company. A useless husband who could only cook and clean. I didn't know he was the Lycan King. I didn't know he owned the world. And I definitely didn't know that every time he looked at me, he was fighting the urge to claim me as his Queen. But when my enemies came for me... the "trash" husband disappeared. And the God of Death took his place.