Alpha of Shadows

I stepped into the Shadow Court to save my brother. I didn't expect to walk out as the bonded omega of the monster who killed the man I loved.

Malakai is the ruthless Alpha Lord of Shadows—ancient, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful. He murdered Asher with a smile on his lips and my name on his tongue. Then he claimed me as payment for a blood debt, forcing a bond that should have been my choice.

Now, I'm his omega in black silk and silver chains. Owned. Caged. Watched. My suppressants are gone, my heat is coming, and he's waiting.

And on our wedding night, he doesn't ask. He takes—my body, my breath, my resistance—until the bond snaps into place and I break. His bite. His rules. His shadows, wrapping around me like a noose while his alpha command makes me submit.

I swore I'd kill him. Instead, I'm presenting for him in the dark, my omega instincts betraying everything I am.

Because alpha monsters like Mal don't make love. They unmake you. But Malakai doesn't want love. He wants devotion. He wants me to beg, to bare my throat, to accept what he's made me.

And the worst part? I think I will.