The Disguised Princess Burned His House Down

I spent three years begging my father, the Alpha King, for a sacred mating decree.

But the day the scroll finally arrived, Silas, the rising commander of the Northern Pack, chose someone else.

He tossed ten bolts of fine silver-silk and two chests of glowing moon-crystals at my feet.

He called it "compensation" for the years I spent by his side.

When I demanded an answer, he coldly ordered his guards to throw me out.

"Vivienne, you are nothing but an orphaned wolf with no pack. Did you