TW

He thought his mate was dead. She thought she was human. For years, King Lucien Blackthorne—the ruthless King of All Alphas—had searched for the mate he believed fate had taken from him. Until a routine visit to one of his territories leads him to a girl hidden away in a stranger’s home. Bruised. Exhausted. Forgotten. And the moment he sees her, his wolf speaks one word. Mate. But Y/N has never shifted. She has no wolf scent. No idea who she truly is. And whatever is sleeping inside her? Even the King has no idea what he’s just found.