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.

It's been several days since I was declared fully healed enough to return to the pack, and while most of the other servants have now become more vile towards me, Madame Berlin has been the absolute worst.


She detested me. And maybe that was an understatement.


Recently, I found out that she's related to Ms Jennifer in a way and now, I cannot say if wickedness was just a part of their genes or if there was something I was doing absolutely wrong that they could not look past.


My hands trembled as I scrubbed the Alpha's plush rug for the hundredth time today—not because it was too dirty but because Madame Berlin keeps complaining that it isn't neat enough—and at this point, I could not ascertain if I was indeed scrubbing it clean or giving myself a brutal manicure.


"Slave!" Madame Berlin's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I rolled my eyes at the name she'd referred to me as, knowing fully well that she wasn't all that better than I was.


Chapter 39 - Secrets.