My Cruel Lycan Mate  (18+)

My Cruel Lycan Mate (18+)

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She was his forbidden flame. He was her untouchable king. But when love burns too bright, even destiny can't look away. Evelyn Hawthorne was just a lowly palace maid-until a cruel twist of fate made her the personal servant of the feared Lycan King, Rael Valentine. Everyone said he was a monster. Everyone said she wouldn't survive. They were wrong. What began as duty became a dangerous bond-intense, forbidden, and slow-burning. But as her powers awaken and secrets unravel, Evelyn learns she is more than just a maid... and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Betrayal runs deep. Enemies lurk in the shadows. And when her trust is shattered, Evelyn is led straight to her death-only to be reborn as a rival Queen, with no memory of the man who once swore to love and protect her. Now, Rael must fight for the woman who no longer remembers him. But love reborn is never the same. 💔 Love. Power. Reincarnation. Can a flame once extinguished ever truly burn the same?
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