Sera can read every mind she has ever looked into.
Every mind except his.
When her father's rebellion fails, she expects death. Instead Kael Dravon — Alpha King, destroyer of everything she has ever known — looks across a hall full of kneeling people, straight at her, and says one word.
Mine.
Not a prisoner. Not a slave.
His breeder.
Sera has survived twenty-two years inside walls that wanted her dead by hearing every secret, every plot, every dark intention behind every pair of eyes she met. Her gift has never failed her. It is the only weapon she has.
Until Kael.
His mind is a sealed wall. No thoughts. No emotion. Nothing. And without her gift she is blind — unable to predict him, unable to prepare for him, unable to do the one thing she has always done to stay alive.
Stay ahead.
He is colder than the stories said and more dangerous than she imagined. He kills his own warrior for daring to harm her without blinking. He watches her like she is the only thing in the room worth seeing. He calls her his and means it in ways she cannot read and cannot explain and cannot stop thinking about.
What Sera doesn't know is that Kael felt the bond the moment he saw her.
He just isn't ready to say it.
She was claimed to destroy her father.
She was never supposed to become the one thing Kael Dravon cannot bring himself to lose.
BOUND TO THE ALPHA KING
Some chains are made of iron. Some are made of something far harder to break.
