Kuraht

"No one touches what belongs to Alessandro De Luca. Not his business. Not his empire. And certainly not his woman." "I'm not your possession." "Wrong," he murmured. "You're my wife. That makes you both." She became his wife to repay a debt. He vowed to destroy her for a past drenched in blood. At fifteen, Rose's fate was quietly sold by the man she trusted most—her father. At twenty-two, she's forced into marriage with Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless Italian mafia boss feared across continents. To the world, their union is a cold arrangement. To Alessandro, it's a weapon—his slow-burning punishment for the enemy's daughter. But what Rose doesn't know is that her father once committed an unforgivable crime—and her mother died keeping the truth buried. Alessandro vowed to shatter whoever destroyed his family. He never planned to fall for the enemy's daughter. Trapped between a husband who burns with revenge and a father who thrives on lies, Rose must fight to survive the war ignited in her name. Because in the mafia… love is just another weapon. And the most dangerous man she's ever met is her husband.

"Shift," I said again. "Before I break you. Last warning." Long red hair spilled across the dirty floor. Soft, smooth, feminine skin replaced the fur. A delicate neck. And as her chest rose with a shaky breath, I froze. Rounded curves. A woman's body. "You're… you're a female," I said, my voice raspy, almost broken. "Let go of me, you monster," she spat and even dared to spit on my face. The sound that came from my throat was a dangerous growl. "No," I said. "You're a female," I whispered again, obsession rising inside me so fast it scared even me. "And you're mine. You're mine." Rachael believed she was the last female werewolf alive in a kingdom where women had vanished—hunted to extinction, erased into myth. To survive, she stayed hidden in her wolf form, living deep within the woods. Until one mistake led her straight into the territory of the most feared Alpha alive. Eryx, the ruthless Alpha King with cursed blood and unmatched power, thought she was a trespassing male. One forced shift shattered that illusion. She was female. And she was his. Desired by all. Hunted by many. Trapped in the hands of a man who ruled through blood and fear. Packs across the land would do anything to claim her—to breed her, to break her. And Eryx would slaughter anyone who tried. Because she isn't just the last woman. She is the spark that could draw other females out of hiding—and set the entire kingdom on fire.