Betrayed and Sold as the Lycan King's Wolfless Bride

I was born wolfless, the defective daughter of the Nichols Pack. My only value was an arranged engagement to Julian Hayes, the powerful Alpha heir my family needed for an alliance.

Then my stepsister handed me a glass of champagne at the pack gala.

When I woke up the next morning, I was naked in a stranger's bed, covered in bruises and bite marks, with a terrifying Alpha's scent burned into my skin. I had no memory of the night before. Only one certainty remained.

I had been drugged.

I ran home in the stranger's shirt, desperate for protection. Instead, my fiancé looked at me with disgust, my stepsister took my place beside him, and my father decided I was still useful after all.

Not as a daughter.

As a bargaining chip.

He sold me to Alpha Montgomery, a cruel old tyrant rumored to be seeking a bride. When I refused, my father gave me the one threat I could never ignore.

"Marry him, or your brother's treatments stop."

For Noah, my dying younger brother, I agreed.

I even tried a forbidden purification ritual to erase the stranger's scent from my body. But before the healers could begin, a gray-eyed Alpha cornered me in the hospital and shut it all down with a single command.

I thought he was only the Lycan King's ruthless enforcer.

I thought the man I had to marry was an old monster waiting in the dark.

I was wrong.

On the eve of my wedding, my groom called. His voice made my cruel father bow in terror. His words made my blood turn cold.

He was not old. He was not weak.

He was the stranger from that night.

The Alpha who had marked me.

The Lycan King himself.

And he whispered through the phone, "Tomorrow, you become my Luna. Everything you are belongs to me."