Blood Rust (Moon Sinner I)
Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack.
Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy.
Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience.
Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl.
What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground?
Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes?
Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.
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Chapter: Time Heals (S)His nose buried in my hair, the effects of the orgasm make my muscles twitch, and I keep leaning into his hold. Malphas seems to be enjoying it, while the clarity of what just happened slowly seeps into my conscious mind. I keep replaying the moment in my head, a storm brewing inside me from the overwhelming emotions that are blurring the lines between the rational and the desirable.He shifts, hands going down to my hips to press his against mine again."You have my scent on me. Should be enough." He gruffs, slowly untangling me from his hold. I stand shaky, the cool air reminding me that I am still half-naked. As soon as his hands slip away, I reach for the pants and shove my legs through the holes. As I put them on, my hands are trembling to the point that I can't hold the hem properly."Enough for what?" I croak out, looking up at the Tyrant. He's watching me with satisfaction, muscles taut with confidence and arousal. The gaze is predatory; he w
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Time Heals (S)Heart thudding out of my chest, mild pain in my ribs from being slugged over his shoulder, and scorching heat in my groin, the panic followed all of it. Somehow, I had an inkling that he wasn't letting me go any time soon. I had gone still after his comment a few seconds ago and was now watching the pack house move further and further away.He stopped when the trees obscured the view, and the smell of woodland grass provided a coat of protection over our scents. His hand grabbed my waist, and I was slowly set down. He held me close, pressing me to his body. I set my hands on his chest, pushing back to create some distance between us, but it was pointless. His growl vibrated through his skin and flesh, warning me to stay put. I looked up and fell into the trap.Malphas's hot, rough mouth smacked into mine. He kissed me hungrily, one hand sliding to the back of my neck to hold me in place. His taste exploded on my tongue, as he invaded without permission. My eyes s
Last Updated: 2025-06-10
Chapter: Time Heals No Wounds (M)Nazir and I reach the border in the woods first. I decided it would be safer not to shift, staying in our human form for now. The border is decided by the ravine, and it's almost perfect how the set of trees doesn't grow in one line, signifying this split between the territories. According to Rheyes, going further than this is dangerous; the rogues roam these woods and communicate too well with each other. There are two big rogue packs; one is in the east, where Rheyes has done his work, and one in the west. I ponder, watching the woods with a keen eye. It all seems so peaceful, but the undercurrent of danger can be felt in the air. With a grunt, I turn back, starting to walk towards the village. Nazir is close by. Quiet as usual, but through the bond, I can sense that there is some tension in him."Speak, Bróðir." My command doesn't go unnoticed, but Nazir remains silent for quite a few moments longer. I stop, turning to look at him. Strange how this defiant Lycan doesn't irritate th
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Chapter: Time Heals No Wounds (M)Ever since she turned away from me, I haven't been able to think of anything else. Not only did she reveal to me that she has never had a male, but she had never even been remotely intimate with anyone. Not even a kiss. It was written all over her, the way she reacted, looked in that moment, it was all an indicator. And her words, too. The thought of her not having any experience made something dark twist inside me. Valac has been hesitant as well. I want her.I need her.Yet I don't know how to approach her. Elyse has a point; what right do I have to seek any sort of affection from her after the shit she had been through. But it matters not to me. She is already mine. My pet. My little runt. I chew on the meat that was roasted and eat the broth Elyse had cooked. Nobody says a word anymore, and it eases the venomous feeling in my chest. My wolves don't even look at Sylvie anymore. And she remains by my side as I feast. It pleases me.Her petite form is a perfect fit next to mine.
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Chapter: Time Heals Some Wounds (S)Alina and I are busy setting up the dining room table, placing plates, utensils, glasses, and other things. I've never set up a table before, so I'm following Alina around like a lost pup. She hands me things, tells me where and how to put them, and I do it. Neither of us talks to Elyse, as the woman is still fuming along hurrying us up. We bring the cauldron onto the table, along with meat, vegetables, and salads. Before I can blink, the room is filling up with wolves. I stand aside while Alina greets and talks to some of them.She's so natural with it. One can truly feel at ease with her.Only, the room grows quiet when Malphas, followed by Nazir, enters. I'm by the second door, unable to resist the urge to look at him. The moment he sees me, his eyes flash red and his shoulders relax. He's still half-naked. The man doesn't know the concept of a shirt.I swallow thickly, wondering if he'll blame me for Elyse being mad at him. But instead, he approa
Last Updated: 2025-05-26
Chapter: Time Heals Some Wounds (S)I sit on the bed, a book on my lap. I'm barely reading, just watching the illustrations on it. It's been some time, and I've calmed down. No one's come up to check on me, yell, or do whatever they do. And I haven't come down either.I should've known Alina had some connection to someone in the pack. They probably wouldn't accept a rogue just like that. I was blinded by the comfort. No matter how much I keep pushing against this new reality, it just keeps sinking deeper into my veins. Deeper into the walls I've put up over the years. They're cracking, revealing the need and want I've kept hidden.I just need to wait a few more days for my ankle to be fully healed. Then I can run away.It would be good if I went down and apologised, pretended even that I care for their hurt. But I won't. I don't like to lie to people who seem genuinely good. Sighing, I close to book, just in time for a knock at the door. I don't say anything, watching as it opens. Alin
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