Odette thought her world ended the night her father was murdered. Blind, sheltered, and suddenly powerless, she’s thrown into the hands of Evander, the cold, ruthless Alpha who ordered her father’s death.
Evander rules with iron control, feared as both Alpha of his pack and Boss of the underworld. He doesn’t believe in love. He doesn’t believe in mates. But the moment Odette enters his life, she awakens the instincts he’s spent years silencing.
She swears she hates him. He insists he doesn’t need her. Yet every glance, every breath, every clash of wills threatens to break them both.
A dangerous bond ties them together, one born of blood, power, and a desire neither of them can escape.
Will Odette remain a prisoner in his world, or will she become the one thing Evander cannot control?

I woke up the way rich girls wake up in romance novels—slow, lazy, stretching like I owned the world.


Except I didn't own anything. Not even my own freedom.


Still… damn, this bed felt expensive.


I blinked instinctively, even though blinking did absolutely nothing for me, and lifted my hand, feeling the air, the sheets, the softness beneath my fingertips.


This wasn't the creaky mattress that felt like it had been bought from some medieval torture museum. This wasn't the cold air humming from machines. This wasn't the suffocating thick smell of metal, fear, and Evander's constant murderous aura floating around.


I exhaled into the pillow, sinking deeper. "Oh my God," I whispered, feeling the bedding like a spoiled cat. "Oh my freaking God."


Chapter 112 - Chapter 112: Oh my freaking God