Night Owl

Raven has spent her entire life paying for a crime she didn’t commit—the unforgivable betrayal of her family that led to the massacre of the royal bloodline. Shunned, ridiculed, and cast aside by the very people she once called her own, she’s learned to survive in silence.

But fate has a cruel sense of irony.

Her fated mate turns out to be none other than Alpha King Xander Black—the cold, ruthless ruler who lost everything because of her bloodline. The very man who vowed to destroy the remnants of the traitorous legacy that ruined his life.

When Raven dares to reject him to escape his wrath, Xander refuses—binding her to him, not out of love, but revenge. He promises to make her suffer… to break her. But there’s one thing he didn’t expect: Raven fights back. Fierce, defiant, and unafraid, she challenges him at every turn—shattering the image of the weak, guilty girl he had painted in his mind.

As hatred simmers and chemistry ignites, a buried truth begins to surface—one that could unravel the very foundation of their pasts. Lies, betrayal, and ancient secrets threaten to destroy them both.

When enemies are bound by fate, is love still a curse—or the only salvation?

In a world of wolves, vengeance, and fate, can two broken souls rewrite their destinies, or will their hatred consume them before the truth sets them free?



The Alpha King's Hated Mate

I shouldn't be doing this? This is insane? This is unlike me. 


But even as I said that I was lowering Raven into the bath in the Royal bathroom for the King and Queen. 


I closed my eyes, willing my nerves to calm down as I just watched her. 


I brought her here because this was secluded from the remaining wings nothing more nothing less. 


With a sigh I removed the blood soaked clothes and she was left with nothing as I turned on the water to fill the bath. 


With clenched jaw I started washing her body. Using the sponge to wash the blood off her body that obviously wasn't hers. 


She mumbled something incoherent and I paused for a second as my hands went into her hair washing it as the water turned red. 


My hand glided down her chest moving down as I washed her body with a kind of softness that surprised me. 


When I was done washing and rinsing her body I carefully lifted her out of the bath as I wrapped her with a towel. 


Chapter 45- The Slap