Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Narine survives unimaginable suffering only to be rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, a ruthless ruler bound by the sacred matebond. As their fragile connection deepens, whispers, enemies, and her painful past threaten everything they’ve built. Sargis would burn the world to protect her—but Narine must find the strength to heal, embrace her destiny, and decide whether she is ready to become his Queen.
He leaned forward like a zealot. “She had a third eye on her forehead. A glowing one. She’s not one of us. She’s an abomination, Your Majesty. She’ll curse the entire kingdom, she has to be eliminated before it’s too late!” I stared blankly at him. A third eye. But what chilled me wasn’t the…
“You touched her,” I growled. “You violated her.” I brought my clawed fist down and tore into his chest, blood spurted warm onto my face. His ribs cracked like twigs. I didn’t care. I wanted to dig into him, carve him open and rip the filth out. His body convulsed, twitching like a rag doll.…
I held her tight enough to stop her from hurting herself, gentle enough not to startle her. I wrapped myself around her like armor, burying my face into her hair and letting my presence speak for me. I’d stay here all night if I had to. Narine’s POV The first thing I registered when I…
I stared at my reflection and narrowed my eyes. I wasn’t staying here forever. I couldn’t. My path didn’t end in this palace, locked away like some porcelain doll. No, I had plans. Burning ones. The desire to kill Joe hadn’t lessened. If anything, it burned brighter than ever. He needed to suffer for what…
I wanted to earn that trust, not by force, not by the authority of my title, but by consistency. By staying. By showing her, every goddamn day, that I wasn’t like him. That not every man looked at her with hunger or cruelty or possession. Some of us looked at her like she was made…
It didn’t escape my mother either. There was a pause, subtle but weighted. My mother’s eyes narrowed, just a fraction, as they slid over Narine again. I could see the wheels turning in her head. Narine’s POV One second I was standing quietly beside Sargis, trying to piece myself back together after Sargis’s mother, apparently,…
And at that moment, my path solidified. The very thing everyone here seemed to be hoping for, the moment I became whole again, was also the moment I would disappear in order to protect myself and my secrets. Narine’s POV Time moved differently now. Not slower or faster. Just… quieter. The kind of quiet that…
Hasmik just cackled. Sargis’ POV The council room was tense with the stench of paranoia and fear. The council members sat around the obsidian table, each wearing a stern expression. And yet… none of them had answers. Because this wasn’t just another border skirmish. This wasn’t rogue wolves or scattered resistance. This was worse. Laptops…
I often found myself teasing her, a playful habit that never failed to bring a delightful blush to her cheeks, a tiny hue that seemed to brighten her entire face. Those moments were precious, her laughter would ring out like music, and every now and then, she’d shoot back a quip of her own, a…
Hasmik sang along to the crystal-radio, drumming her fingers on the wheel. We approached the main gate, towering and laced with gold sigils. As soon as we neared, the heavy gates creaked open slowly. My breath caught. This was it. The first time I’d stepped into civilization since… since everything. It didn’t matter that Hasmik…