Queen_of_harts

"I know exactly who you are," he murmured, his voice a low growl as he pressed me against the cold stone wall. His body caged mine, heat radiating from him like a wildfire waiting to consume.

I lifted my chin, ignoring the way my pulse betrayed me. "Then you know why I’m here."

His lips brushed dangerously close to my ear, not touching—just enough to make my breath hitch. "Do you?" His fingers traced a slow, deliberate path down my arm, stopping just before my bound wrists. "Because you don’t look like a hunter right now."

I swallowed hard. "And you don’t look like a monster."

He chuckled, dark and amused. "Oh, little hunter, you have no idea”.                                        In a world where humans and werewolves are sworn enemies, fate weaves a different tale.

Violet, the daughter of James—descended from a long line of legendary werewolf hunters—has spent her life preparing for one mission: to kill Alpha Zain, the feared Demon Alpha. To prove herself worthy, she must bring his head as a trophy. But when she finally faces him, destiny shatters everything she’s ever known.

While her sisters, April and Jade, eagerly await news of her death, Violet finds herself entangled in a fate far more dangerous than she imagined. Because the greatest threat isn’t the battle between hunters and werewolves—it’s the bond that should have never existed.

Falling For The Demon Wolf

The sun had barely begun to dip beneath the horizon when we returned. The rogue trail had gone cold hours ago, leaving only scorched earth and discarded bones in its wake. Useless. A deliberate diversion. And the fact that I hadn't seen it coming had my blood boiling.

I dismounted as we passed the gates of the pack house, my jaw clenched tight, my knuckles aching from how hard I gripped the reins.

"Rhys, you're with me," I growled. "Cian—debrief the border patrol. Tell them the rogues wanted us out of the territory."

I stalked toward the house, ignoring the greetings from the few warriors lingering by the training grounds. Something twisted in my gut the moment I stepped inside. The silence was off. Thick. And not the good kind.

"Groff!" I barked toward the guard at the inner hallway. "Where is Violet?"

Missing