In the shadows of a kingdom ruled by the formidable King Marcus, a wolf-less and orphaned Lara finds herself ensnared in the shackles of slavery. Her spirit, though captive, harbors a yearning for freedom. In a daring bid to break free, Lara strikes a perilous deal – she agrees to become a spy, with King Marcus as her target. King Marcus, a stormy-eyed libertine with an aura of dominance, is grappling with the impending threat posed by Alpha Felis, the demon king. Racing against time to save both his kingdom and his wolf, Marcus encounters Lara. A mysterious spy, she becomes a tantalizing temptation that challenges Marcus's command over his own fate. Caught in a web of intrigue, Marcus is faced with an impossible choice: protecting his kingdom or succumbing to the allure of his unexpected mate. Will Lara prioritize her hard-fought freedom and turn away from the mate she never sought? Or will she relinquish the only desire she's ever known for the sake of an uncertain destiny? The stage is set for a gripping tale of love, loyalty, and the ultimate price one must pay for freedom.
From the corner of her eyes, Sirrah saw Marcus entering the main hall. He looked… happy and ethereal. Blue leather spilled out of the edges of his eyes like it was meant to be. There was a glow around his body. It was as if a God was walking amongst them. She had never seen him like this, and she was mesmerized. He was wearing black trousers, a black tunic and vambraces. He walked with confidence, but a silly smile played on his lips.
As soon as Alrakis saw him, a smile came across his lips too. The father and son embraced each other. Alrakis clapped his son's back and asked, "How was your night in the cave?"
"Fruitful," Marcus replied as his smile turned into a grin. He didn't acknowledge Sirrah's presence.
Sirrah didn't understand. What did he mean by fruitful? Did he mate with someone? She shook her head. It couldn't be. After all, the king was a libertine. He must have been enjoying sex with a number of women out there.