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They called him a tyrant. She called him a monster. But when her Alpha betrayed her, it was the Alpha King who came to claim her.

*Warning: R18+ / Mature and Explicit Sexual Content / Dark Romance*

Ayesha thought Alpha Ronan would be her forever. But the day she found out she was pregnant… He chose another as his Luna.

Humiliated and cast aside, Ayesha tried to stay for her unborn child, and for Lyra, her orphaned niece. But when Ronan allowed her and Lyra to be beaten, Ayesha realized the truth:

He would never protect them.
And if she stayed, they wouldn’t survive.

So she ran. With nothing but her niece in one arm and a life growing inside her.

Ronan, furious, possessive, and unrepentant, went completely mad trying to find her. But someone else found her first...

Alaric Thorne.
The cold, dangerous Alpha King feared across the realm. And Ronan’s cousin. The same male accused of killing her brother.

But instead of turning her in, Alaric offered her something unthinkable:

Marriage. Protection. Power.

And as Ronan closed in, Alaric clutched her hand and said-

“Please, don’t return to my cousin. Your soul is bound to mine.”

Now, caught between the male who broke her and the one fate tied her to, Ayesha must choose:

Can she trust the Alpha King who swore to protect her? Or will the past she fled finally destroy them both?

Betrayed by My Alpha, Bound to the King

The next morning, Ayesha and Lyra ate quietly inside Alaric's tent while the rest of the camp was already bustling, preparing for the journey ahead.

She couldn't help but notice how attentive Alaric was, especially toward Lyra. He even placed food on the child's plate, his movements unusually gentle for someone of his stature.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Lyra said politely, glancing at him.

Alaric offered a soft smile. "You should start getting used to calling me Father from now on, Lyra," he said calmly. "And your Aunt Ayesha, she'll be your Mother. Once we arrive in the Capital, I'll officially declare you as my daughter. You'll carry the Kingsley name."

Ayesha froze for a moment, her hand tightening around the spoon in her grip. She didn't say a word, simply observing the interaction with unreadable eyes.

But deep inside… her heart weighed heavy.

Riding