Being an orphan without everything, Rage only wants two things in his life: love and acceptance. But he is surrounded by worthless adults who only regard him as a tool for achieving their dreams. He was beaten up, and his body has been experimented with at a young age. He expects nothing from everyone but betrayal. Trust issue became his best friend. Rage. They named him Rage, a wolf without a last name. For the past 23 years, he knows nothing about himself except that he is Rage. When he stepped into the Lotus Pack, he was mistreated and despised by everyone—avoiding him as if he had a contagious disease. But Dane Steele, the Lotus Pack's Alpha King, and his family never see him as a threat. They adopt him as their son, lavishing him with love and attention. He never felt anything like this before. Rage had no idea he'd find a home at the Alpha King's house and fall in love with their only daughter, Daphne. He never anticipated Daphne to bring out the soft side of him, and somehow it affects him. But loving her is a sin... and he is a threat. He is the young man in the prophecy who will destroy the whole world. How can he love his "sister", the daughter of the Alpha King, if he has nothing to offer? He is just a wolf without a surname. A pariah...

Chapter 1 Prologue

"DAPHNE, this is wrong," Rage hushed tones sending electrifying volts through Daphne's system.

Rage is on top of her, showering her with hot wet kisses all over her face and body... Daphne couldn't have asked for anything more.

Daphne locked her gaze on him. "How could this possibly be wrong, Rage?"

He averted her gaze. "I shouldn't have allowed this to happen between us; I shouldn't have let my emotions control me. I know what we have is forbidden..."

Daphne's fingertips trace Rage's perfect jawline. "Forbidden? How can you say that, Rage, when we know the undeniable attraction between us?" she questioned.

"For God's sake, Daphne! You're my sister! I shouldn't be crossing lines!"

Daphne's brow merges into a single thin line. "Sister? You know we're not real siblings, Rage. Father happened to adopt you, but we're not related, you know that,"

Daphne couldn't fathom Rage's pride. "Besides... father loves you, and our parents will never be mad if they find out what's going on between us," she persuaded him.

Rage appears confused and frustrated. Daphne has no idea as to why Rage considers their "relationship" to be a grave sin.

"Oh... Daphne, I don't know what to do with you anymore,"

She laughed and looked him in the eyes, expressing how much she loved him. She is madly in love with Rage. For her, Rage is her everything.

"How about you stop talking and continue to pleasure me..." she said as she bit her lower lip.

She's never been this daring before. With Rage, he could even melt the ice within her. His name is perfectly suited to him. He's as hot as fire and can melt a block of ice.

Rage's lip twitched. He's smirking at her. And he looks so dashing with this expression on his face.

"You want me that badly, Daphne?" he murmured in her ear. His hands were circling her naked body.

She can't stop herself from closing her eyes. "Yes, Rage! Yes!" she moaned in delight.

Rage is powerless to oppose the beautiful "canvass" in front of him. His Daphne is absolutely stunning. She's a perfect creation.

"Tell me what you want me to do with you," Rage challenged her.

She took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Their gazes locked with equal fervor.

She is a shy and reserved individual. However, when it comes to Rage, he can bring out her wild side. "I want you to fuck me, Rage. I want to taste you all. Devour my body and soul. Take me with all your might!" she begged.

She is aware of how damped she is right now. Rage smirked at her and reached out to touch the wetness of her mound. "Hmm, so wet, so ready for me," he teases her.

She bites her lower lip again. "Please, Rage, take me right now!"

She could see the mixed emotions on his face. Desire, passion, lust, and love are all visible in his facial expression. She knows that even if Rage wasn't saying anything, she is important to him.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, baby, but I'm not going to fuck you," he said flatly.

She was immediately disappointed. "B-but... why?" She could feel the touch of his fingers and rough palm in her core, and she knew she was about to burst anytime soon.

Rage gave her a sweet smile this time. "Because I'm not going to fuck you, Daphne. I'm going to make love to you," his smooth and deep voice sent shivers down her spine.

"R-Rage..." All she can say.

They're both naked now, and she can feel his hardness poking her stomach.

"Oohhh, Rage!"

"I've already marked you, Daphne; you're mine," he said, grabbing her nipples.

She moaned in pain and pleasure. "I'm yours, Rage! Please!"

He inserted his fingers into her core and widened it. "And this is exclusively mine; no one can ever take what is mine," he said possessively.

Daphne couldn't even respond because of the pleasure building up in her body.

"Answer me, Daphne," he squeezed her right breast.

The roughness of his palm only adds to her craziness.

"Yes, Rage! Oh, yes! I'm all yours!"

Rage appears pleased with her response. He separated her two legs and climbed on top of her.

"Are you sure about this, Daphne?" he asks, his enticing eyes on her. With his wet hair, he looks incredibly hot. He has a very manly scent.

"Please, Rage," she begged.

"I'm just confirming it. I don't want you to regret it later. Because once I'm inside your body, there's no turning back. You're already marked as mine," He didn't let her respond and pushed himself inside her, thrusting inside and clenching her tight walls.