“Are you here to save me?” I asked bitterly, thinking of the look in my father’s eyes as he tried to wring the life out of me. “Or are you just here to bring me gifts and false hope?”
The stranger didn’t answer, but I could feel his presence as he approached. Still, I didn’t turn to face him, even when I felt a warm, gentle hand squeeze my shoulder.
Abused. Neglected. Caged. 
That’s how Princess Ember, the daughter of the Alpha King of Allusia, has spent her young life. Sold like chattel to another Alpha in exchange for the promise of warriors for her father against an uprising, Ember’s life feels like it might be over. 
But a stranger comes to her in the night, her only refuge from the daily attacks from her father.  Will he be her savior? Or will she just find herself in another gilded cage?
An Alpha for the Stolen Princess is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

An Alpha for the Stolen Princess

I walked down the hallway from the nursery to toward Ember’s room the way I had ever morning since Evan was born. The castle was quiet around us. I nodded at the maid near Ember’s room.


She opened the door for me, and I stepped inside. The room was as quiet as always. Ember’s breathing was barely a whisper of noise as I closed the door behind me and rounded the bed. The soft rays of dawn filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow over the room. I sighed and sank down into the chair beside Ember's bedside, my eyes fixed on her peaceful form as she slept. She had regained a bit of color overnight, though she hadn’t moved at all. 


Chastine said that there was every reason to believe that she would come through, but she still hadn’t woken up. It had been nearly a week already. 


Chapter 78 : He Has His Father’s Eyes