Nanny And The Lycan Daddy
When Maya Hart married Alpha Marcus, she believed love would be enough to survive the brutal werewolf world.
Eight years later, she realizes she was wrong.
To the pack, Maya is nothing more than a weak human Luna who never belonged. Her husband looks at her with cold disappointment, the wolves openly mock her existence, and even her own son wishes for a stronger mother.
Then everything falls apart in a single day.
Diagnosed with terminal heart failure and shattered by public humiliation, Maya flees deep into forbidden territory—only to accidentally crash into a dying woman beneath the cover of night.
She doesn't discover the truth until it's too late.
The woman she tried desperately to save was the Queen of the Lycans.
Now imprisoned by the terrifying Lycan King, Valen Alaric, Maya is accused of murdering his wife and sentenced to a brutal public execution. But moments before her death, an unexpected voice stops the punishment.
The King’s young daughter.
The lonely little princess refuses to let Maya die after the human doctor saved her life in the darkness of the castle dungeon.
Suddenly, Maya’s death sentence turns into something far more dangerous.
She is ordered to remain inside the royal castle as the princess’s personal medical nanny, trapped under the watchful eyes of a grieving king who still believes she destroyed his world.
But as secrets unravel and the cold walls of the palace slowly begin to feel like home, Maya discovers something she never thought she would find again:
A child who needs her.
A place where she belongs.
And a king whose hatred may be hiding something far more devastating than grief.
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Chapter: A HypocriteMaya's POV The morning sun had barely sliced through the heavy velvet curtains of my chambers before I was out of bed. Whatever lingering guilt I had carried for Queen Selene’s death was officially dead and buried. I had spent days feeling secretly sorry for Valen Alaric, rationalizing his cruelty because he was a mourning husband who had lost his wife.What an absolute joke. What kind of grieving widow spends his nights buried deep inside concubines while his own daughter’s nervous system is systematically destroyed by incompetent healers? He was a hypocrite, a monster, and a tyrant.I despised him with every single fiber of my being, and I was entirely done waiting for his permission or his royal records to do my job. If I only had three months left to live with this ticking clock in my chest, I was going to make every single day count.I didn't care about Valen, I didn't care about the records, and I certainly didn't care about the fact that every single werewolf in this cast
Last Updated: 2026-06-01
Chapter: The Mind Wants What It WantsMaya's POV Slowly, I turned back around. Honestly, I shouldn't have. Whatever shred of peace I still possessed died the second my eyes landed on that bed again. The dark-haired concubine wasn't beneath Valen anymore. At some point during my attempted escape, she'd ended up sprawled across the massive sheets with her back arched dramatically while soft gasps spilled from her lips. I couldn't even properly tell what was happening from this angle anymore. Was he touching her or was he inside her? My brain kept trying to understand the positioning against my will, which only made the heat crawling up my neck even worse.And somehow, it got more humiliating. The blonde woman had moved too. She was no longer kneeling between Valen’s thighs. Instead, she was straddling the dark-haired woman’s face while quiet moans filled the room in messy, breathless waves. What the hell was wrong with these people? The dark-haired woman's eyes fluttered open briefly, and then she looked directl
Last Updated: 2026-05-30
Chapter: Turn AroundMaya's POV Green.Bright green eyes were the first thing I saw when my eyelids finally fluttered open.The second awareness returned, panic followed right behind it.My hand flew straight to my throat while a sharp gasp scraped against my bruised windpipe. Instantly, the memory slammed back into me with brutal clarity. The stone wall digging into my spine. Leather-gloved fingers crushing my neck. The terrifying pressure stealing the air from my lungs.“Whoa, easy there.”The voice was smooth, almost amused, and it only made me jerk back harder against the pillows.The man leaning over my bed straightened immediately, though the lazy smirk on his face never disappeared.Thick dark hair fell loosely across his forehead, and unlike everyone else I had encountered in this castle, he looked relaxed. Comfortable. Almost charming.That alone made me distrust him instantly.“I usually prefer a warmer reaction after rescuing a lady,” he continued casually, “but I’ll settle for the gasp.”As I
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: HumansValen’s POV“Absolutely not.”My voice cut across the bedroom just as a pink velvet gown went sailing through the air before landing dramatically over the horn of a carved wooden chair.Anastasia didn’t even blink.She stood knee-deep in silk and lace like a tiny empress preparing for battle. She kept ruthlessly tossing dresses over her shoulder while muttering to herself under her breath. The floor had disappeared beneath layers of expensive fabric. Judging by the destruction surrounding her, half the wardrobe staff would probably cry when they saw this room later.“I have to look pretty, Daddy!”She yanked out a pale blue gown before pressing it against herself proudly. Her silver eyes practically sparkled as she twirled toward me.“It’s my first official appointment with my new angel.”Her new... What? I stared at my daughter for a long moment. Then I pinched the bridge of my nose.“She is not an angel,” I said flatly. “Angels generally do not arrive covered in blood and handcuffs
Last Updated: 2026-05-29
Chapter: AgainMaya's POV "I'm alive. Oh my god, I’m actually alive."The words left my lips in a breathless whisper as I lay flat on my back, staring blankly at the heavy velvet drapes hanging from the four-poster bed. My hands were shaking so violently I had to press them hard against the mattress just to keep them steady. My mind was spinning, completely refusing to process the last twenty minutes.One second I was bound to a wooden post with a leather whip inches from my skin. The next, a little six-year-old girl was throwing herself in front of me, screaming at the Lycan King."Princess Anastasia..."She actually saved me. She looked right at that terrifying man—her father—and demanded my life because I didn't leave her in those dark tunnels.A bitter, broken laugh escaped my throat. It quickly turned into a ragged sob that I had to choke back down. A Lycan princess I met in the dirt protected me, but my own son hated me. It was entirely my fault for being too slow, too human, too late.And
Last Updated: 2026-05-27
Chapter: The NannyThe morning sun did not bring warmth. It only illuminated the cruelty of the courtyard.The guards bound me tightly to a massive wooden execution post. They pulled my arms taut above my head.The heavy ropes bit into my wrists, but that pain was nothing compared to the uneven thudding in my chest.My failing heart was giving out from terror alone.Before me stood the entire Lycan court. Their faces looked carved from stone. At the center, elevated on a high platform, sat King Valen.His golden eyes looked hollow, filled with deep, painful rage."For the murder of the Queen," the high executioner’s voice boomed across the silent courtyard, "the human outsider is sentenced to death by a thousand horse whips."The crowd caught its breath.Mine seized entirely.A thousand whips?I couldn't possibly survive something so slow and agonizing.For a human, it was a death sentence. My fragile body would tear apart long before the final strike.But none of that mattered to anyone.The executione
Last Updated: 2026-05-23
My Stepbrother, My Damnation
“You’re my goddamn stepbrother. You know this, so let’s set boundaries,” I whisper as if I’m speaking of something abominable.
But it’s something that should be normal. Sane. Logical.
Then Riven Rythrone lifts a hand and grabs my chin, forcing my gaze up to his.
His eyes don’t belong to someone normal. They belong to someone dark. Abnormal. Insane. Illogical.
“You begged to be mine. Remember?”
My breath hitches, my pulse riots, and my body stupidly flinches as he snakes a hand around my waist, dragging me closer.
Close into his twisted, demented world, where he rules, where reason burns, and where I’m the only thing he refuses to let go of.
Twenty-year-old Adelina West has no reason to hate her mother’s marriage to a California millionaire.
But when a devil with blue eyes is involved, resentment comes easy.
She wants to escape him.
He wants to own her.
And when Riven Rythrone wants something, not even blood or sin can stop him.
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Chapter: Body, Mind, SoulLina’s POVI am a total fucking idiot.I should have gone back to Olivia’s apartment and dealt with whatever regular-degree disaster was waiting for me there. Instead, I ran straight into the absolute goddamn torture of this place. The Rykerthorne mansion is completely crawling with professional party planners, decorators, and high-end caterers. They are literally everywhere, buzzing around like expensive flies, organizing a lavish, high-society gala on a few hours' notice. And right in the center of the ring is Ma, barking orders, selecting what’s "best," and dragging me around like a brainless prop.The second I finally managed to slip away from her, I bolted into the bedroom they assigned me. It was my first time ever stepping foot inside this specific wing of the mansion, and I barely had time to look at the walls before the door flew open.Ma barged right in, dragging Olivia by the wrist."Look who I found wandering the grounds!" Ma practically beamed, her dazzling smile pla
Last Updated: 2026-06-14
Chapter: Engagement PartyLina’s POVEverything felt like a total illusion.My mind was a disjointed, blurred mess of overlapping images. The freezing night air, the dense scent of leather, the agonizingly distinct contrast of frozen metal against a burning, drug-induced heat, and a muffled shriek choked back into my own palm. After the climax had ripped through me, fracturing whatever sanity I had left, my brain had simply short-circuited. It felt like I had passed out right there on the seat, the darkness swallowing me whole before I could even face the reality of Nikolai rattling the car door handle.When my eyes finally fluttered open, the vehicle was gone. The parking lot was gone.I was staring up at a dark, minimalist ceiling. I was in Riven’s bed. In his penthouse. Again.But unlike the first time I had woken up in this room, trapped in his territory, I didn't scream. I didn't thrash around or act confused. The fire that had consumed my blood last night had burned down to ash. Now it left behin
Last Updated: 2026-06-13
Chapter: Little SisterLina's POV Fuck, this leather seat is a cold slap against my bare ass, but the rest of me is a total goddamn furnace. Every single nerve ending is dialed up to a psychotic, agonizing frequency because of whatever the fuck was in that drink. I swear to God, I am going to find out who did this to me. I’m going to find the bastard who put their hands on my glass, and I will wrap my fingers around their throat until the light leaves their eyes.But right now?I can’t think past the raw, dripping ache between my legs. My body is a house on fire right now, and Riven is the only monster who knows how to burn it down completely. I am totally at the mercy of this poison.“Lina? Are you in there?”Nikolai’s voice drifts through the tinted glass again, closer this time. AA heavy, sickening wave of guilt twists in my stomach. He’s out there, a good man, trying to protect me. And here I am, flat on my back in the dark, dirtying myself. The shame tastes like pure ash.But then I look down,
Last Updated: 2026-06-07
Chapter: In ControlRiven’s POVI didn't know what the fuck was wrong with Lina, but God, I fucking loved it.The second the music died, Lina had ripped herself out of my arms and bolted from the ballroom like her skin was on fire. I stood there on the marble floor, my breath rattling in my chest, completely deaf to the noise around us. The MC was on the microphone droning on about the mandatory dance scores—like any of those numbers mattered when she had just shattered my entire reality on that floor.People were gushing, whispering, staring. Malakai and Graven were probably somewhere in the crowd looking for me, and I didn't give a single, flying shit about Eve.None of them existed. They were just background noise to the storm she’d started in my blood.I turned and chased after her like a fucking madman."Lina!" I roared, slamming through the heavy exit doors, my voice echoing off the concrete corridors. "Lina, get the fuck back here!"Her words were screaming in my ears, a loop that I couldn't sh
Last Updated: 2026-06-07
Chapter: I Think I'm... WetLina’s POVThe world didn't just blur; it fucking shattered.One second I was leaning into Nikolai, my lips a mere heartbeat away from his.The next, a brutal, bruising hand clamped onto my waist, and I was violently ripped backward.My breath left me in a sharp, painful gasp as my back slammed hard against the unyielding wall of Riven’s chest. The sudden impact damn near rattled my teeth.But before I could even draw enough air to scream at him, the opening chords of the tango died out. The fucking violins screeched to life, unleashing a dark, aggressive crescendo that signaled the start of the mandatory dance.Panic, cold and sharp, pierced through the heavy fog in my brain."Nikolai!" I cried out, my voice sounding tight and desperate over the swelling music.I tried to tear my body out of Riven's iron grip, my eyes frantically scanning the crowd over his shoulder. But the timing was lethal. The moment the music peaked, the entire ballroom moved. A sudden, massive wave of stude
Last Updated: 2026-06-01
Chapter: Tango TimeLina’s POVNikolai's presence was exactly what I needed. For the first time all night, the weight of Riven Rykerthorne’s name completely evaporated from my mind.Or, at least, that was the lie I kept aggressively telling myself while downing a glass of champagne. I was definitely not trying not to think about the bastard.We were standing near the edge of the crowded ballroom, and Nikolai was currently using his height to lean over me, casually cracking another joke at my expense."I’m serious, Liv," he was saying, looking over my head to where Olivia stood."She used to wear those oversized tactical boots to her internship. I thought she was hiding weapons in them, but no. Just a complete lack of fashion sense.""Oh my god, I knew it!" Olivia squealed, throwing her head back in a loud, dramatic laugh."She does the exact same thing at the dorms! If it doesn't look like a disgruntled raccoon wore it first, Lina won't put it on her body!""Hey!" I protested, a furious, burning blush cr
Last Updated: 2026-06-01
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