King without kingdom

King without kingdom

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Moja ziemia. Mój lud. Moi sprzymierzeńcy. Moi wrogowie. Upragniona korona. Wszystko przepadło... Przegrałem. Uznany za zmarłego, spełniłem swój zasrany obowiązek. Pierwszy raz w swoim nędznym życiu gotów na śmierć, czekałem na nią wręcz z utęsknieniem, lecz kiedy już wyciągała ku mnie swoje szpony... Nawet po najlepszym trunku z zasobów starszyzny Azgedy tak łeb mi nie pękał. Ciągłe wymioty i ten paskudnie irytujący głos. Każda komórka mojej skóry zawodziła, błagając by mnie dobić. Bo wiadomo, kąpiel w kwasie nie jest dobra dla wrażliwej cery. Cholerne konklawe. Cholerny głos. Cholerna tchórzliwa natblida. Cholerna praimfaya.
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Kylie survived the brutal destruction of her pack only to discover her cold alpha mate was the one responsible for the brutal slaughter of her family and pack mates. She can't forgive and she won't forget. Kylie cooperates with his demands while she searches for a way to free the remaining survivors and herself. Success teaches her just how complicated mate bonds can be and gives her the chance to choose her own fate. "Screw the mate bond. If I went for his throat while he was driving in human form, I might be able to kill him right now, and if I didn't succeed, the resulting accident might. I leapt for the front seat, powerful jaw ready to rip out his throat as he had ripped out my family's to take my revenge. Without even taking his left hand off the wheel, he blocked me by getting his right forearm between my jaws. I bit down as hard as I could, wishing to break his bones and sever the limb. Worse, I felt the tingles of our first contact where violence had connected us. The iron of his blood mingled with the other scents around me." (This is a dark story, but not the stereotypical one where she falls in love with her captor. This is the story of escape from a toxic relationship and finding healthy love.) MATURE content including violence, dubious consent, intimacy, and mature and other possibility upsetting themes like threats of suicide and miscarriage. Not intended for the 18- crowd, sorry. #1 in Protective (10/23/21, 02/02/22) #1 in Pack (10/24/21)

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