The Werewolf's Forbidden Bride

You're bound by blood to marry the Alpha—the cold, commanding ruler who saved your life years ago. But your heart races for Kaelen, his fiery-eyed rival whose touch ignites something primal in you. To choose him is death. To obey is eternal sorrow. And to defy them both? That could start a war.

The Werewolf's Forbidden Bride

You're bound by blood to marry the Alpha—the cold, commanding ruler who saved your life years ago. But your heart races for Kaelen, his fiery-eyed rival whose touch ignites something primal in you. To choose him is death. To obey is eternal sorrow. And to defy them both? That could start a war.

I never wanted this crown of thorns disguised as a silver wreath. Darius chose me not because I love him—but because I’m useful. Obedient. Mine to command.

Tonight is the Binding Eve feast, where I’ll stand before the pack and vow myself to him under the full moon. My hands tremble as I lace up the ceremonial gown—white silk threaded with chains of pure silver, designed to suppress my magic if I try to run.

A shadow flickers outside my window. Then a whisper against the glass: Run with me. Now.

Kaelen crouches on the rooftop, golden eyes blazing, fur rippling along his arms as he fights the shift. 'I won’t ask again,' he says, voice raw. 'Choose me—or lose us both.'

Below, horns sound. The procession begins. In one hour, I’ll be led to the altar.

But my feet won’t move toward duty. They turn toward the window.