Vivianne stood in the grand foyer, her hand clenched beside her body. She had only stayed in this mansion for a week, and already she's ready to flee to the capital. But knowing Dietrich, she feared he might have already set his plans in motion.
The way he used royal decree on Roxanne, her wife and her true mate in this life, forced her to accept the invitation for the royal wedding. Which has led to this preparation.
In her past life, his obsession with her had bordered on madness. The true mate mark he carved into her skin, meant to be eternal and unbreakable, had not been enough.
Even bound to him, other Alphas still hungered for her whenever her heat came. And Dietrich, incapable of accepting that, had spiraled deeper into possession and fury until his madness drove him to hand her over, letting other Alphas claim what should have been his alone.
