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"Strip."

The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip.

The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation.

But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow.

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Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions,  and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. 

Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. 

But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. 

She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. 

Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction.

But there was something else.

Something Sorayah hadn't planned for.

Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. 

She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. 

Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will?

Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?

Betrayed By My Mate, Claimed By His Lycan King Uncle

Meanwhile, back at Dimitri's palace...

Sorayah sat quietly in front of Dimitri, her back straight, hands resting stiffly on her lap. Across from her, Dimitri's gaze remained glued to the official scroll in his hands, as if it were more fascinating than anything she could ever say or do. The silence between them stretched endlessly.

She had been sitting there for what felt like an eternity. Yet Dimitri had not spoken a single word to her, nor spared her a single glance. It was as if she were invisible.

Then, finally, his voice broke the silence.

"Let's get out of here, Liam," Dimitri said curtly, rising to his feet, the scroll still loosely in his hand.

Without hesitation, Liam began to follow, but before they reached the door, Sorayah stood up abruptly, her voice laced with urgency.

"Your Highness!" she called, stepping forward to grab the hem of Dimitri's elaborate robe. "I came to see you."

Put a baby in me, Dimitri.