Alpha Obsidian's Unwanted Bride

Obsidian wakes me up and gives me breakfast in bed.

"I have a surprise for you," he says.

"If you can go the whole day wearing this, then I'll let you do whatever you want to me tonight." He grins mischievously.

"Whatever it is, I'm in," I sing.

"Spread your legs," he says.

"Well, I thought you would never ask." I smirk.

I open my legs, and he slides a cold metal bead device inside me.
His touch alone sets me on edge, and I immediately want more of him.

He shows me a tiny device in his hand, then presses a button.

Suddenly my insides start vibrating, and a sharp wave of pleasure crashes through me, stealing my breath.

When I climax, he smiles like he's very pleased with himself.

"You will wear this all day and do all the things you normally do without a complaint," he says. "Then you'll join me for lunch and a candlelit dinner tonight."

I reach for the device, and he swats my hand away.

"I control the device," he smirks

Amelia was never meant to be loved.
She was meant to be given.

Born cursed and branded to restrain the demon wolf inside her, Amelia is offered as a bride to the most feared Alpha alive Obsidian. What no one tells her is that this fate was chosen long ago. Before Obsidian ruled. Before Amelia understood what she was.

Obsidian's mother chose her knowing the truth: Amelia's blood does not bind to one fate easily. It carries power that attracts dangerous, unequal bonds-capable of securing the Obsidian legacy or tearing it apart.

Trapped in a castle full of enemies, desired for what she can give and feared for what she might awaken, Amelia must survive an Alpha who doesn't know whether to claim her... control her... or destroy the threat she represents.

This is not a story of power, possession, and survival.

Slow burn 🔥
Dark, power-driven intimacy 😬
Submissive-raised FMC.
Dominant MMC who has never loved-only possessed.