To Love a Beast

To Love a Beast

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Sinclaire, or Sin, is a witch resigned to life in the human suburbs. Peace and quiet were what she craved most in her simple life. Little did she know life had a more...beastly fate in store for her. Cedric is a Lycan haunted by more than ghosts. After decades of waiting for a mate, he finds her in the form of a little smart-mouthed witch, but the timing couldn't be worse. Back in the realm of Lore, Lycans are at the peak of a civil war with Cedric's pack in the middle of the fray. Amidst the chaos, Sin will have to decide if she can love a beast.
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The kingdom is bleeding, and war is no longer coming - it's here. Rogues rise under one banner. Her father's. Villages burn, packs fall, and the Lycan King is out for blood. Then she appears - shackled, silent, defiant. A rogue. A prisoner. A mystery. Kalowna Vaekhar doesn't tolerate weakness. He conquers it. But something about her makes his instincts snarl and his wolf still. She's too composed for someone broken. Too dangerous for someone without a wolf. Too tempting for a king who swore to never lose control again. He should execute her. Instead, he locks her behind gold and steel and watches the storm gather in her eyes. Something ancient stirs in her bones. Something forbidden. And the more she awakens, the more his empire begins to crack. She's not just part of the war. She's the key to ending it. Or destroying everything he was born to protect. "You're a rogue," he says, voice low and filled with contempt. "And I despise everything that makes you one." She lowers her gaze, voice barely a whisper: "I am what they made me... broken and lost."

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