I was sold to pay my family's debt. My husband is Alaric Blackthorne — the Lycan King. A monster who has never spared a soul.On our wedding night, his wolf howled: MATE.His answer, in front of the whole pack: "I reject her."But his wolf refuses to let me go. He won't sleep unless I'm near. He watches me like I'm his to devour. And demons are hunting the secret in my blood. I signed a contract. One year, then I walk away with my pride.He thinks he can reject me and still own me. He is wrong.A rejected bond doesn't die quietly — it burns.