Miraharlson

The war between humans, witches, vampires, and dragons was over before it even began. Humans never stood a chance. Now, the survivors are nothing more than slaves, and those born powerless—wolves, witches, and vampires alike—are treated no better.

Olivia is a Stealer Wolf, cursed with a scent that drives male wolves mad with desire. In a world where power is everything, she has none. Worse still, she is mute, abandoned by her own family, and claimed by an Alpha who sees her as nothing more than a plaything. To him, she is weak. To others, she is nothing. But Olivia refuses to break.

Akila was meant to rule. As the last heir to the witch kingdom of Glasgow, she had power, purpose, and a future—until the night she made a terrible mistake. She saved a wounded man, not realizing he was a Dragon King in disguise. By morning, her village lay in ashes, her people slaughtered. Stripped of her magic, she is sold to the very monster she once saved.

Two women. Betrayed. Powerless. Trapped in a world that seeks to crush them.

But they are not broken.

Together, they will rise. Or die trying.

The wicked alpha’s mute bride: Train me Master, choose me

For the first time in a long time, she felt something unfamiliar stir inside her. Not just pride. Power.

But the real question remained—would Devon see her the same way?

"Olivia? Don't tell me you're not ready yet," Devon's voice cut through the thick wooden door, laced with impatience.

Olivia's stomach twisted as she cast one last glance at her reflection, fingers tugging at the midnight blue fabric of her gown. Doubt clawed at her chest, but there was no more time for second-guessing.

Drawing a steadying breath, she turned and pulled the door open.

Devon stood there, but the teasing remark she expected never came. He just… stared.

"You're here," she signed, shifting her weight. "Have the guests arrived?"

Devon's lips parted, but no words came out. He just kept looking at her. She dropped her hands down not knowing what to do as she became the object of his intense gaze.

34. By his side.