To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg.

In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books.

Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate. 

She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess.

Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself.

The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything. 

Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose:

To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate.

Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down.

Their bond is a burden.

Their affection, a lie.

But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real.

And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

My sobs wracked my entire being, causing my frail body to tremble as I lay on the cold damp floors of my cell.


My body shook violently from the cold but that was nothing compared to the cold that clawed at my heart… tore at me and made it impossible for me to breathe. The floors smelled of grime, sweat and urine but I was fast getting accustomed to the smell, especially as the smell of my own blood seemed to override it all.


I know it's only been a few hours since I have been locked in here— that is after being degraded and paraded shortly after I lost consciousness— but somehow it feels like an eternity. It felt as though I've been here… locked up and forgotten for ages, and I couldn't help but worry about Amara.


And most of all, does she even know about this at all?


Chapter 28 - Crossing the line between love and hate.