Kieolar

Dahlia gave up her life to prepare her brother for the Alpha king's succession but in return, he viewed her as a threat to his kingdom and sold her as a slave to the Zrika pack; The isolated kingdom known for their hatred toward the Kayer kingdom.

Her life was in shambles as she was hated for where she came from, dubbed as a witch, and worked like a dog despite being of royal bloodline but everything did a complete turnaround when she found out her mate was none other than the ruthless Alpha king of the Zrika kingdom, King Azriel.

Secrets and twists get unraveled as a toxin that was thought to be destroyed four decades ago resurfaces, taking the lives of countless wolves. A new villain is on the rise and he's out for revenge but none of them have a clue as to who this devil might be.
 
 
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"I'm still a slave here your Majesty, mate or not," Dahlia said as she tried calming the storm brewing within her heart.
"It's the other way round," Azriel inched closer to her as he spoke, "I'm the slave here, a slave to you, Dahlia. My thoughts, dreams, and nightmares are all filled with your smile, voice, scent, and touch. Resisting you has become a burden to me and each second that passes without me claiming you, my mate, is unbearable."

The Witch's Gaze

The room fell into a heavy silence as everyone took their seats at the table. Draco and Tobias shared worried glances, their eyes filled with unspoken questions. Each one was hesitant to voice their thoughts, creating a tense atmosphere as they grappled with the unspoken tension between them.

"This is a wonderful Kingdom you have here, I wonder why we haven't visited prior to today." Lyonne broke the ice, adding a hint of sarcasm to his statement.

The moment Azriel uttered those words, a sudden chill seemed to sweep across the table, causing discomfort among those present. The underlying tension between the two Kingdoms, stemming from past conflicts and grievances, hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the impending discussions about the potential for peace. The weight of history and unresolved issues made it difficult for the attendees to broach the subject without feeling the burden of the past on their shoulders.

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