The Alpha's Lycan Queen: Taming My Obsessive Mate

My adoptive mother drugged me with a potent wolf-aphrodisiac and dragged me into the bedroom of James Anderson, the ruthless Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack. But instead of crying, I actually laughed out loud.

"This room is still as ugly as ever. Zero taste."

Sophia Vance, my adoptive sister, thought I’d lost my mind. She pinched my thigh hard, her claws digging into my skin.

"Shut up, Emmy! James Anderson is a tyrant. You better submit to him tonight if you want to live."

Our adoptive mother, Evelyn Vance, stood by, coldly binding my hands with silver handcuffs.