In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people.
With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row.

Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien.

Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive?

Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way?
Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her? 
Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.

At the high priestess' instruction, Nara turned to look at me. "Sacred ground?" She mumbled glancing at me.


I stretched out my hand for her and she eyed me with scepticism. "We have to," I told her. She glanced in the direction where the voice of the high priestess came from before she sighed and took my hand.


I led her to the altar and stepped into the sacred ground then let go of her hand. A few minutes passed in silence and then the High Priestess emerged from the shadows at the far end of the sanctum with her face barely visible but her eyes shone bright like moonlight as they fleeted between me and Nara.


Chapter 69 - BY KHONSU YOU ARE MEASURED