Jesse is a normal girl from a fucked-up family. The only thing she wants is freedom.
Casimir, the dark and ruthless Wolf King, reigns in the underground dens of the wolf world with the power to compel anyone to do anything he commands. But he needs a new mate because the last two killed themselves.
After watching Casimir steal the minds and wills of the other women kidnapped as potential mates, Jesse knows he is even more powerful than the urban legends she's heard. Fearing that she might lose herself forever, Jesse offers to submit to Casimir's dominance, make herself his slave, and bear his heir. But in return, he must vow never to use that compulsion on her.
Fascinated by her boldness and the surge in his power when she offers herself, Casimir accepts her as his mate.
But Casimir isn't the only wolf who wants Jesse.
While Jesse cannot deny the sizzling chemistry between herself and Casimir, the King is emotionless and sometimes cruel. She's often drawn to the tender safety offered by a much less powerful wolf. A male Casimir would kill if he knew how deeply they connected.
Will Casimir break Jesse just as he broke two mates before her? Will he discover her potentially deadly connection with another male? Or, will the smart and resourceful Jesse betray him and flee with the other wolf?
Has the Wolf King finally met his match?
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"The position of Queen requires three things," I snapped impatiently. "First, the ability to bear heirs. Second, submission to me as King and Mate. And third, acceptance that I will not offer love."

I stopped for a moment, "My Queen will receive anything material she wishes. But she will submit to me, and I will not bow. She will share my bed, my power, and my wealth... She will not share my heart."
I waited, but none of them spoke. Good. I turned back to my servant to order them moved to the next challenge when a quiet but strong voice rose behind me.
"Are you violent?"
I turned back to the fire-haired woman with a flat smile. "Show me a wolf who isn't. And I am the King of the others. What do you think?"
Her throat bobbed. The tear in the neckline of her cotton shirt offered a fleeting glimpse of plump cleavage. My cock twitched.
"I meant with your Queen… um, Sire," she said uncertainly. "You said you have to dominate, that she has to submit. What is she submitting to?"
I smirked. "I don't make a habit of leaving bruises," I said, letting a dark promise seep into my tone. "But they've been known to happen."
It was quite thrilling when she paled. I once again turned away, gesturing to my man to start moving them when her voice rose one more time.
"I'll volunteer," she said. When I whirled, she licked her lips then stepped forward. "I will be your mate… if you'll have me."
Hiding my shock, I offered my most predatory grin to the poor, naive idiot. "My mate, like everyone else in this kingdom, is my slave. Now... are you certain?"

Slave To The Wolf King

　　When I straightened next to the bed, she rolled to watch me, the silence between us tense and questioning.


　　I swallowed and reached to stroke her face. I couldn't resist, but leaned a fist on the bed and bent over to kiss her again. She held my face and kissed me like it was goodbye and before long I was panting again.


　　With a groan I tore out of her grip, shaking my head, but being as gentle as I could, prying her fingers from my hair and giving her hands back to her.


　　When I stood again and looked down on her, saw the whole picture of her flushed skin, mussed hair, her eyes wide and bright and locked on me… God, I almost dove back into the bed and told the Council to go fuck themselves. But the urge to do so terrified me.


　　The tension in her made my stomach sick, so I compromised, gripping her little hand and twining our fingers.


　　"I have to work, but..." I had to clear my throat because my voice was ragged. "How about tonight we visit the Den again?"


CHAPTER 133 It's A Date