LOGINIsoldie was on the run after committing an unforgivable crime in her brothel. She flees for her life but finds herself trapped in the devil’s lair, a domain owned by the cursed rogue lycan lord, Draco. This cruel fate was the beginning of her torture as Isoldie was captured and chosen as Draco’s breeder. Being chosen as a breeder for the dark lord was a sentence, especially for a savage male who had murdered nine of his Lunas. Now, she is faced with the same fate as his previous Lunas. Isoldie must do all she can to stay alive and save her sister from the Dark Lord. She strives and learns to navigate a world dominated by ferocious and savage males who want nothing but to exterminate her. In the process, she learns a deep, lost secret that changes her life forever. Will Isoldie flee or stay now that Draco’s secrets and the key to his survival lie in the palm of her hands? What happens when the demons from her past come back to haunt her? Content Warning. This book gets darker the further the story unfolds. So be prepared for the MM scenes, knife play, and a lot more others.
View MoreIsoldeDarkness surrounded her, with only the stars lighting her path. Isolde was filled with curiosity as she explored the estate. Why wasn’t anyone living here? Dry leaves covered the road flanked by old, dilapidated houses. As she surveyed the area, she felt somewhat scared. Maybe the people of Abbator were forbidden to venture into this side. Maybe something bad had happened here, and the people decided to keep it sacred?It was hard for Isolde to silence the growing questions in her mind.She gasped when she saw one of the buildings destroyed, burnt to ashes, and frazzled. What could have happened here?Her inner thoughts came to an abrupt halt upon the croak of a raven followed by the flapping of its wings in one of the buildings. Her lycan shifted and leaped toward the building. A huge lottery tile hung in front of the building with the name, ‘Lian’s and Dita’s nest.’ She briskly cut her gaze away from it and rushed into the building. The place was pitch black at first, b
Isolde."I can't find it!" Isolde hissed, puffing out a string of hot breaths in frustration after not seeing the locket.Where had she lost it? She wondered, rushing across to search the upper side of the fireplace, on the mantelpiece. Still, Isolde couldn't find it. Her precious locket.It was a piece she held dear to her heart, and now it was gone. What dumb luck! Isolde trailed back to her bed and slumped into it, gazing at the ceiling. Seriously, her life had taken such a horrible turn since she came into this Abbator."The whole place sucks!" She bemoaned, clucking her tongue. "Even the people in it! Well, except for Carldo and Roga, every other person is an oaf, ugh!" She made some irritated noise at the back of her throat, running a hand down her face. "And I hate them all!"She turned to her side, gazing out the window into the beautiful panoramic view of the horizon. Isolde was trying her best not to let the thought of the lord cross her mind. Unfortunately, that was all h
Draco. Draco never thought he'd see this again after so many years. He adored the locket in his hand as he ventured back into his study. Silently, he reached for the other half on his shelf and opened it. There it was, the second portrait of a hand. It was a gift he'd given Andriandita out of his love for her. The hand represented their ability to find each other again even if they were scattered across the universe.All their days together, they both wore it on their necks. Andriandita would always scold him anytime he removed his. The brief memory made him smile, but Draco didn't understand how the locket magically appeared in the castle.Draco was certain Andriandita had it leashed around her neck while he buried her. "I guess this isn't it. Maybe someone has this kind of locket," Draco murmured to himself. He was about to put it back into the box when someone knocked on the door."Come in," he closed the box with the lockets and stashed it on his shelf before turning to see the
Draco.The sentinels took the last shredded body away while Draco dabbed away the blood on his palm. This was a hard decision to take, but he needed to do it. He needed to make the Unbound group that seemed to oppose his reign succumb. Two nights ago, he'd gone hunting in the woods after Isolde was taken away from his study. Draco had wanted to erase thoughts about his past Isolde uprooted and went into the woods.Draco had focused on his prey, a deer, after nocking his arrow on the bow and readied himself to strike when he felt a lance pierce the back of his knee. He'd yelped and dropped the bow in haste, only to turn and see the group of males."Unbounds!" Draco had growled in anger, targeting the males, armed and ready to kill him. Alfos had laid complaints about the Unbounds. A group of people who were against Draco and his aim to reclaim the throne of Bloomington.From what he'd heard, the Unbounds blamed him for everything his father had done to their kind. For years, the Unbou






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