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 scenes came to a brutal halt before Dahlia could see her mother's last moments alive - frankly, she was grateful for that pause. After all she had witnessed, that was the last thing she wanted to see.

"You went through so many hurdles in life." she cried as the memories of what her mother suffered at the hands of her father flooded her mind.

Dahlia was convinced rose-colored glasses tainted her childhood memories because everything she recalled about her father was a kind simplification of the monster he truly was. "No wonder he died the way he did." she thought. It was probably his karma for treating her mother the way he did.

Draw The Memories