Rejected by her mate and discarded by her pack, Seraphine thought she’d hit rock bottom. She was wrong. Now, she’s been traded as a breeder to the ruthless Alpha of the Mistwood pack, Theodore Zain—a man whose legendary curse kills every bride he takes.

Theodore needed an heir, not another bride destined to die. But the omega forced on him is disarmingly innocent and maddeningly resilient. He’s a man resigned to his cursed fate, she’s a woman with nothing left to lose, and their forced union is a powder keg waiting to ignite.

Theodore makes the terms clear: this is a contract, not a romance. She will provide an heir and stay out of his heart. He’s built walls of ice to survive the curse, and he warns her to do the same.

But as her quiet defiance chips away at his control, a possessiveness he never anticipated awakens a desire that could be her death sentence. Will her light be enough to defy a centuries-old curse, or will she simply become its next victim?


The Shaman had been adamant about traveling to the Eldermere Temple alone. I was reluctant at first, but his stubborn insistence finally wore me down. I compromised by dispatching a squad of my most brutal warriors to shadow the Shaman's journey, ready to intervene if danger arose.


Federico had been restless since Edric's brutal murder, my wolf demanding to patrol our territory with renewed aggression. I released control, allowing my beast to thunder across the Mistwood pack's borders, reinforcing our scent markers with predatory intensity. The wolf had been running for an extended time when Kayne's frantic voice sliced through the mind link.


'Alpha Theodore!' The panic in Kayne's mental voice made my blood run cold. 'Luna Seraphine is in the training arena fighting Becky!'


Chapter 72 - Chapter 72 His Perfect Savage Match