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She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria.

Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. 

Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her.

Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue.

Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. 

In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

The Villain Alpha's Cursed Mate

Leonardo never halted in his frantic pace, despite pulling his brother far away from Lennox and Dahmer's grasp, his heart pounding.

He had swiftly donned his hood before intervening, aware that discretion was key in this precarious situation. Despite knowing he should have kept his head down and walked away, Leonardo couldn't bring himself to abandon his brother and watch him get taken away by those people, not this time.

His only hope was that they hadn't caught a glimpse of his face.

As they neared the forest's exit, Donovan suddenly wrenched his arm free from his brother's grasp, and, in one swift motion, seized his instead, bringing their desperate escape to a sudden halt.

"Wait," Donovan cautioned. "Don't go any further. I can sense royal guards ahead."

Leonardo's gaze followed Donovan's implicit direction, his eyes fixed intently on the gap behind the bushes. Though he didn't detect any signs of royal guard, he trusted his brother's instincts.

We Don't Have To Be Strangers