JoyceOrtsen

How did it go?" Lily asked the next morning when Ava got to the living room.
"Terribly." Ava replied flatly, dropping into one of the sofas.
Sarah entered almost immediately and sent Ava a teasing and wicked smile.
"Really? That bad? Lucas is really great in matters of the bedroom. Did you do something wrong?"
"Our little new concubine here is a virgin." Sarah announced. Lily gasped and covered her mouth.
"Oh God. That is not the kind of man you want to lose your virginity with," Lily said.
Sarah burst into laughter at Lily's comment.
"It's not funny," Ava scowled.
"Actually it is. Better warm up to the idea because when Alpha Lucas Raventhorn wants to take you, he will in the roughest way possible." Sarah advised.
"You mean like last night? I thought he was going to rip you in half." Ava rolled her eyes.
"I like my men rough."
"Well, I don't." Ava retorted.
"If you are looking for flowers, love, and vanilla sex. You are a concubine to the wrong alpha."
"Ain't that the truth." Ava murmured under her breath

*****
Ava Wishbone, rejected by her fated mate, used as a political exchange to the monstrous Alpha Lucas Raventhorn, navigate her way as the favourite concubine to the top. As she navigates the waters of her newfound powers and surviving in exile, will she forgive Alpha Lucas for killing her father and sentencing her to death? Or will she be claimed by the notorious blood thirsty alpha king.

Defying the Rogue Alpha

Then, Lucas turned his back to them.

"Now get the hell out of my territory," he said without turning around.

The councilmen stood, their chairs scraping awkwardly against the floor, unsure if they'd just witnessed the birth of rebellion.

As they left, Thorn muttered under his breath, "He's going to be the death of us all."

Eryx adjusted his robes stiffly. "Only if we're foolish enough to keep underestimating him."

Lucas, now alone, exhaled. His reflection in the glass was that of a man who had weathered a thousand storms and was ready for a thousand more. But deep in his heart, a quieter voice whispered one truth:

He would fight to protect the only person who had ever truly made him want peace. And if it meant giving up his title, and retiring somewhere peaceful, then so be it.

Territory