Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Kira has spent her life branded a cursed, wolfless disappointment—until a contract marriage binds her to Derek Wolfe, the ruthless Lycan King who wants only an heir. He plans to use her and send her away, but an assassination attempt exposes shocking secrets about Kira’s birth. She isn’t powerless at all. She may be the most dangerous secret the kingdom has ever known.
“You have a remarkable tolerance for poison,” Derek said casually, as if commenting on the weather. Kira sighed deeply. This was the first time they had talked about Lorenzo’s bombshell revelation, and it made her feel exposed and vulnerable. Derek stepped closer to the bed, his presence filling the space and looming over her. “Who…
Derek shrugged and poured another finger of whiskey. “Beats me.” He glanced at Kai. “Anything in her medical records?” Kai shook his head. “Nothing major, just a few injuries, some accident reports, occasional fevers.” “Accidents?” Derek’s brows drew together as he took the file Kai slid across the desk. “Yeah.” Kai tapped the tablet. “Once…
“This is new to me,” Rolf said after going through the reports, his brow furrowing as he looked up. “Why would I want to suppress my daughter’s wolf? She is… she is my heir.” “I am not your heir,” Kira cut in. “I’m barely even your daughter.” That was when Derek finally caught the spike…
“I didn’t-“ “Tell me,” he cut in cruelly, stepping closer, “did you poison yourself to cover up your weakness? To blame aconite and fadevine for your inability to shift?” “I didn’t,” Kira said, closing her eyes against the sting. “You want his pity. You want him to love you. So you went ‘poor little me,…
“Don’t panic, Your Highness. Nobody is trying to trap you. It’s all about security. Just relax and let us handle the heavy stuff. Now, how do you like your eggs?” He turned back to the fridge. Kira watched his back, feeling her frustration peak. He was definitely the wrong person to whine and complain to.…
“Is that your best pitch? ‘I fuck better’?” she asked, tilting her head. “Because honestly, it’s pathetic. You’re standing in a room full of your ancestors, bragging about your bedroom skills to a woman you just met? It’s not ‘fun’, Mr. Brian. It’s desperate.” The mischievous glint in Brian’s eyes vanished, replaced by a dark,…
When he reached her room the door stood slightly ajar. Inside, Kira was dancing. ON. THE. BED. (Music: Sweet but Psycho by Ava Max) “‘Oh, she’s sweet but a psycho, a little bit psycho, at night, she’s screaming, “I’m-ma-ma-ma out of my mind,’” Kira belted out at full volume, singing and bouncing along to whatever…
His tone and the way he dismissed her almost made her waver and spin on her heels, but what was the point if she couldn’t annoy the hell out of him? Annoying him was more satisfying. “No,” she said firmly. His amber eyes snapped back to her. “That wasn’t a request.” “I’m not going to…
Dawn was breaking, and Nana was settling into a quiet cup of tea in her quarters when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. “Nana?” a deep male voice called out. She looked up to see Brian standing there, dressed in his workout gear, his jaw tight with frustration. “Oh, my dear Brian,” she said…
Curiosity pulled her to the window. She parted the blinds just enough to peek. Her breath hitched. Bare-chested men sparred under the rising sun, bodies gleaming with sweat. She spotted Declan and Connor, but her eyes immediately locked onto her wicked husband. Derek was in the centre, moving with a deranged, terrifying power as he…