He Didn’t Deserve My Love

The air in the Riven sanctum tasted of copper and charred skin, a bitter incense for the death of a decade-long lie. Lila lay broken on the obsidian floor, her wolf’s soul screaming as it was forcibly severed, the phantom limb of her fated bond with Ronan bleeding out in the silence. Above her, the Alpha she had killed for stood cold and resolute, his hand resting on the waist of the golden princess he had chosen over their blood-oath. He had stripped her rank, erased her marks, and rebranded her as disposable property to secure his empire. But as the last tether of her loyalty snapped, the submissive assassin he thought he’d broken died on that stone. In her place, something colder and far more patient opened its eyes, ready to watch the Riven Pack burn in the fire of its own betrayal.