Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder.

She was wrong. The worst was yet to come.

She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. 

The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation.

She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. 

The hatred was mutual. So what now?

Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all.

But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her.

But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else?

Was it too late to regret?

"As always, I am going to trust what my Alpha plans," Liam said and stood up. "I will proceed with what I am here for," and he went towards Eira.


He settled at the edge of the thick mattress and picked up the hamster playing around Eira, who was busy ruffling Vixen's fur with her fingers, while the fatty cat lay there lazily enjoying the massage from those delicate fingers.


Eira always paid more attention to Vixen, maybe because she was pregnant. That made me wonder—when she was pregnant, how had she lived through it?Was she taken care of, or was she abused? Knowing how those bastard traffickers worked, most likely the second.


Chapter 165 - Scared To Get Into Heat