"Kiss me back," he demands, crashing his lips on mine while squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples.

"I... I can't... I already have a mate!" a throaty sound involuntarily escaped from my lips as I uttered.

In the aftermath of a devastating tragedy that nearly destroys the Clawson pack, Rhea is forced to take on the mantle of Alpha and revive the struggling pack. When Kian, the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, claims that they are fated mates, Rhea is cautiously hopeful, but her lack of a wolf leaves her uncertain.
Despite her reservations, Rhea is moved by Kian's offer of assistance to her struggling pack. However, everything takes a dark turn when Rhea discovers that Kian has only married her as part of a scheme to seek revenge against her family.

As Kian's cruelty and infidelity become increasingly unbearable, a powerful and enigmatic King Daemon, the Alpha of the Thorn pack breaks into her life, who shows interest in her. Despite her initial reluctance, Rhea feels an undeniable pull towards Daemon, causing her to confront a difficult choice between the security of her pack and the potential for a passionate love.

Which will Rhea choose: to follow her heart or her duty?

The Lycan King's Broken Luna

　　I angrily sauntered inside my room and tried locking up the door and to my surprise, Daemon's blazing black eyes came into view. He is standing in front of me, holding the door, stopping it from closing with his right leg. It was obvious that he had been following me. 


　　He was glaring at me and I don't know why. Didn't he see that I'm not in the mood right now besides I am the one that every single soul pissed off today so I am the rightful person to be angry but his penetrating eyes seemed to see right through me. 


　　Just like earlier, I wish for the ground to swallow me but that will only make me a coward. So I went away from his biting stare and stride toward my closet. 


　　Opening my wardrobe, Daemon's baleful voice looms over the room, "Why did you leave?" I halt on my track, leaving the wardrobe half open.


　　I turned to face him, the skin on my forehead folded confusingly, "Leave where?" 


CHAPTER 86 Embarrassment