Oyizamarvellous

In a fake mating bond with my sworn enemy, the last thing I should’ve done was surrender—to his touch, to his scent, to the bond that tied our fates beneath the blood moon.
But I did both.
I fell for the alpha who destroyed my pack.
I carry the child of the wolf who swore he’d never love me.
They call it destiny—the ancient pull between fated mates—but ours was born from politics and bloodshed, not love. He marked me for peace, not passion. And still, his touch made my bones ache with longing.
He whispered, “You belong to me. The bond chose you for a reason.”
He growled, “I’ve never known peace until I had you in my arms.”
But just when my heart dared to trust him, I heard him tell his true beloved, “I’ll never mate her. This is only for the treaty.”
A vow to another.
A dagger to me.
He will never atone for what he’s done.
And he will never know the truth.
That beneath my heart beats a second one—
his heir. Our secret. My revenge.

The night he took my innocence, he branded me his.
I never imagined he’d return years later as the enemy…
Demanding my loyalty.
My silence.
And the daughter he never knew he left behind.
I thought what we had was fate.
But loving Santino Romano was forbidden.
He was my brother’s best friend—
And the heir to the Famiglia Romano that ruined my bloodline.
A ruthless prince in a kingdom of crime,
And the only man who ever tasted the softness I kept hidden from the world.
Then came the fire.
The blood.
The betrayal that tore everything apart.
Now he’s back—colder, harder, more dangerous than ever.
He doesn’t ask. He takes.
Locks me in his penthouse cage and tells me I belong to him.
Body, heart, soul.
He punishes me for running.
He worships me like a sinner at the altar.
He kisses like a threat and touches like war.
And despite the fury in his eyes, I see it…
The man who once made my heart race still burns beneath the scars.
But he doesn’t know the truth I’ve hidden.
Our secret.
Our daughter.
And if my family discovers he has me, they’ll spill blood to bring me home.
What they don’t understand is this:
My captor is now my protector.
And Santino Romano will paint the streets red before he lets anyone take me or our child away.