Lenaleia

For six years, I was Hazel, girlfriend to the future Alpha, Julian. I thought we had forever, a cherished place in our werewolf pack, even as a human. Then Mate Hunt night ripped it all away. I woke up lost in the forest, only to find Julian with her – his true fated mate. His words hit harder than the forest floor: I was just a 'placeholder.' Six years together, and he tossed me aside, his fingers bruising my throat as he growled that I meant nothing. My world, my heart – shattered.

Left for dead, freezing and injured, a different kind of predator found me. A colossal black wolf, eyes glowing gold, big enough to swallow me whole. But instead of tearing me apart, he curled around me, a warm, terrifying shield against the biting cold. For a moment, I felt safe.

That safety vanished when my pack, my family, found us. The Alpha who raised me, Maxen, didn't see a survivor. He saw a disappointment. Turns out, he’d only taken me in hoping I’d magically become a werewolf like my mother – the fated mate who’d rejected him. When I couldn't shift, he cast me out, branding me an omega, the pack’s punching bag.

Now, I'm less than nothing, surviving on scraps and enduring their cruelty. What they don't know, what I don't know, is that my monstrous protector is no ordinary rogue. He's Lykos, the wolf of Kael, the Lycan King. And Lykos has decided I am his fated mate – a human. Kael is furious, but his wolf has a will of its own, dragging the King himself towards my abusive pack.

My old life is over. My only ally is a creature of legend. And the most feared Lycan in existence is on his way. Is he coming to save me, or is the King's arrival just another nightmare waiting to begin?

A King’s Curse, A Wolf’s Claim

"I'm not going back with you, Liam, and that's final," I said, folding my arms across my chest. The tiny camper suddenly felt even smaller as tension thickened the air between us.


Liam stood in the doorway, his expression darkening. "You're making a huge mistake, Hazel."


"Hannah," I corrected him automatically. My new name still felt strange on my tongue, but it was mine—a choice I had made for myself.


"Fine. Hannah." He spat the name like it tasted bitter. "You don't know what you're getting into."


Sera leaned against the small kitchenette counter, her rainbow hair catching the dim light. She seemed completely unbothered by the conflict unfolding in her home.


"I know exactly what I'm doing," I insisted. "For once in my life, I'm making my own decision."


Liam stepped closer, lowering his voice. "The Lycan King is looking for you. Do you understand how serious that is? Nobody crosses him and lives."


Chapter 36 - The Choice and the Revelation