My former lover tortured me constantly because of misunderstanding. After I died, he regretted it and went crazy.

To end the war, I voluntarily offered myself in marriage to Draven Kael, the formidable leader of the Beast Tribe.

My husband, a whirlwind of raw, untamed power, pinned me to the grasslands. For what felt like an eternity, he overwhelmed me, until I simply faded into unconsciousness.

I truly believed Draven loved me.

But later, it was *he* who led a hundred thousand beast warriors in the assault on my home.

He grabbed my head, forcing me to watch as my family was torn apart and my kingdom fell.

Draven smiled, but his eyes held no emotion: