Many young she-wolves have dreamed of meeting their mate, the one who would sweep them off their feet, at least that was what they were told.

Sapphire Nightborne once dreamed of the same thing until she met hers, a true monster.

Instead of marks of love, he left whip marks , words of love were replaced with those of hate. 

"Congratulations Damien, you finally broke me."

Join her as she struggles to be the master of her own fate.

Smoke and Mirrors

<p>I could not hide the grin on my face as I strode back to my quarters after talking to my caged songbird. She actually believed me, actually truly believed me. I saw the hope that shone in her eyes, she actually believed that she could still save some of her pack. Such nobility, she was willing to give herself to me, something that she adamantly refused for the past few weeks and with just one minute with me, she sold herself. I knew that there would be a high chance she would snap up the bait the moment I dangled it in front of her eyes. The guilt she forced herself to feel would convince her that she would need to do whatever it took to right the wrong she made. She felt as though she had failed them before, but I had always assumed that it would take days or weeks for her to finally agree to my terms.</p>

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