He said she was his. Not by fate but by force.
She never believed in mates, especially not the kind with ruthless hands and a gaze that burns like wildfire. But when a powerful Lycan drags her into his world of violence, dominance, and ancient law, she learns the terrifying truth: she isn’t just desired, she’s claimed.
Held in his brutal grip, heart racing and body trembling, she sees the madness in his eyes. He doesn’t ask. He takes. And once his scent is on her skin, there’s no escape.
But she isn’t the fragile little thing he thinks she is.
As war brews between packs and bloodlines clash, one question remains:
Will she survive being his mate
or will she burn trying to break the bond?


Bound To The Lycan Prince

Azzurra drew in a trembling breath, her grip on the knife so tight that the skin beneath her nails turned pale, her knuckles stark white with tension. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her gaze shifted to Maristella, who stood shaking, her face a mask of dread. Rinaldo held her in place, one arm...

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