He rejected her on the night of the full moon. Not because he didn't feel the bond. Not because she wasn't his true mate. But because loving her meant weakness-and in the mafia world, weakness gets you killed. Now, two years later, she's back. Not the broken girl he left behind, but a woman with fire in her eyes... and a secret that could shatter his empire: his child. Alpha Lorenzo De Luca is both feared and revered-leader of the most powerful werewolf mafia in New York. No one crosses him and lives to tell the tale. But when fate brings back Amara Voss, the one woman he swore to forget, everything he built begins to crumble. There are enemies at his gates. A war brewing in the shadows. And the only one who can save him... is the mate he betrayed. But will she ever forgive him? Or will her revenge taste sweeter than the bond they once shared?
I should have died the night I was rejected.
Instead, I survived-and now I'm back with a secret that could burn his entire empire to the ground.i remembered the day he rejected me and the betrayal still lies in my heart
The night was thick with smoke and moonlight as I stepped onto De Luca territory for the first time in two years. The same mansion loomed in the distance-cold, lavish, and dripping in blood money. The same guards stood watch, all still loyal to the man who broke me.
Alpha Dante Romano.
The ruthless Mafia Don. The one who marked me when I was just eighteen... and rejected me six months later without ever giving me a reason.the rejection still in my broken heart but I wasn't that naive young lady anymore am not eighteen.i looked at the palace,glad am back to take my revenge
I should have stayed gone.
But some secrets don't stay buried forever-especially not the kind that kicks inside your belly every morning.i am pregnant for this same man that betrayed me
"State your name," one of the guards barked, stepping in front of the gate.i looked at him
I pulled down my hood. "Amara Vexley."I answered.
His eyes widened. The name still had weight here. Fear. Pity. Curiosity. "Wait here." He said
I didn't.
I walked through the gates like I owned them-because I had once belonged to this world. Before Dante tossed me aside like I was a threat to his throne.
The cold marble beneath my boots echoed like a warning. Inside, nothing had changed. The same chandeliers, the same blood-red rugs, the same scent of power masked by expensive cologne. But I had changed. I wasn't the soft, scared she-wolf he tossed into the dirt. I was harder now. Sharper. And I'd come with a purpose.i am now brave, stronger than before
To face the Alpha who rejected me... and decide whether he deserved to live.i have all it has to make him stay alive or die
The moment I stepped into the grand hall, I felt him.his smell and his presence still lingers around
His presence was a storm dark, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. The scent of pine, leather, and danger curled through the air like a ghost. I turned-and there he was.
Dante Romano.
Still taller than anyone in the room. Still dressed in black-on-black. And still looking at me like he was one wrong move away from devouring me whole.
His eyes met mine. Silver. Cold. But I saw the flicker.
Recognition. Shock. Rage.
And something else.
"Amara," he said, his voice like gravel and smoke. "You're supposed to be dead.what are you doing here?
I smiled bitterly. "Sorry to disappoint." Am still alive.you taught I will be dead?Dante I said firmly
He stalked toward me like a predator. "Why are you here?"what are you doing here?you are not supposed to be here amara
"Why do you think?" I said. "I want answers."
"I gave you all the answers you needed the night I rejected you."I rejected you,what answers are you asking for again?
"No," I snapped. "You gave me silence. No explanation. No closure. Just a rejection and a target on my back."you left me wondering.
Dante's jaw flexed. "It was for your own good." Try and understand.i did it for you.for us I didn't reject you for nothing I had to save myself
"Bullsh*t," I hissed. "You wanted to cut your weakness loose before your enemies found it."
He didn't deny it.
The silence between us stretched like a blade.
"You never even asked," I whispered. "What you left behind."
He stepped closer. "What did I leave behind?"
I looked him dead in the eye.
"Our child."
For a moment, he didn't react. Not a blink. Not a breath.
Then his power exploded through the room like lightning. The air crackled. Wolves nearby shifted uneasily. Even his guards stepped back.
"You're lying," he growled.
I didn't blink. "Am I?"
His hand slammed into the wall beside my head. "You dare come into my home and claim-"
"I don't need to claim anything," I snapped, pressing a palm to my stomach. "You're going to feel the truth soon enough."
His nostrils flared, catching the scent he had ignored before. Realization flickered across his face-and something darker beneath it.
Possession. Guilt. Desire. Fear.
The Alpha Don wasn't used to being out of control. But I had just become his greatest threat.
"I should have killed you the night you left," he whispered.
"Maybe," I said. "But you didn't. And now it's too late."
He stepped back, barely able to contain the beast under his skin. "You need to leave before I change my mind."
"I'm not here to stay," I said coldly. "I came to warn you. Someone wants you dead. Someone inside your pack."
His eyes narrowed. "Why warn me at all?"
I stepped closer, so he could hear my next words clear as a gunshot.
"Because if you die, my baby grows up without a name. And I refuse to let that happen."
I turned on my heel and walked away, every step echoing like thunder in the hall. Behind me, I heard the stir of voices, shifting guards, tension crackling like fire.
But I didn't make it far.
A sharp scent hit me-ash, burnt fur, blood.
Then a scream. A howl.
And the explosion tore through the side of the mansion.
I was thrown across the marble floor, smoke curling into my lungs. My vision blurred, my heart pounded, and for a moment all I could hear was chaos.
Someone was attacking. From inside.
Pain flared in my side, but I pushed myself up on shaking arms. Around me, fire licked the curtains and splintered walls. Wolves shifted, guards shouted.
And Dante?
I couldn't see him through the smoke.
My heart dropped into my stomach.
I came here to shake his world.
But I might have just walked into the middle of his execution.
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
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