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 malevolent energy wrapped around my consciousness like serpentine chains, attempting to corrupt every thought that passed through my mind. Tendrils of shadow crept along the periphery of my sight, exploiting every crack in my mental defenses. My breathing became labored and uneven.


Federico snarled within the depths of my psyche. We must concentrate. Think of our mate.


Seraphine. The name became my lifeline.


I forced my consciousness toward any fragment of joy I could grasp. Her name escaped my lips in a desperate whisper, as though speaking it could drag me from this consuming void. Then I saw her there, draped in pristine white fabric, illuminated by gentle lunar radiance.


My chest constricted. She appeared otherworldly, divine. Those luminous silver orbs met mine, cutting through the malevolent darkness that threatened to consume me.


Chapter 61 - Chapter 61 To Mark You As Mine