She came to the dark estate just to survive.
Chloe, a desperate 26-year-old single mom, took the most ordinary job she could find — a maid in a gloomy, crumbling manor. Just a paycheck. Just a way to feed her kid. She had no idea she'd stepped into the territory of Lucien, the Wolf King.
Lucien had spent years burning alive in his own skin — starved for touch, consumed by feral hunger. When Chloe wandered into the forbidden wing, he lunged. Every instinct screamed kill. But the moment her scent hit him, the killing urge shattered. All that remained was surrender.
Now, he craves her. He begs for the smallest touch, the briefest closeness. She haunts his dreams. And yet, waking, he chains himself back — restraint honed to a razor's edge. Until the night the poison takes him. Control snaps. He pins her down, his body searing against hers, and with a soul-mark burned into her very being, he declares to the world:She is his.
