Novels by damigella03

Raya’s POVSleep didn’t come as fast as usual.Something around me didn’t feel right.The suffocating silence wrapped around me like a blanket, yet I could breathe. My lungs burned for air that I didn’t need. I was drowning, suffocating beneath an invisible weight, but there was nothing to hold me down. My body ached as if I had been submerged in a cold ocean for too long. But there was no water, no deep abyss—just an emptiness that pressed on my chest.I felt eyes on me. Heavy, predatory eyes. I couldn’t see them, but I could feel them, dark and knowing, pricking my skin like a thousand unseen needles. My breath quickened, each inhale sharp and shallow. It was as though the weight of centuries was in the gaze that followed me, creeping through my veins, entwining with my blood.Then the whispers started."Welcome home."The words were soft, like a lover’s breath, yet the meaning hit me like a blow to the gut. Home? I was already home. Wasn’t I?Something grabbed me—icy fingers brushi

Moonlight kissed the stone walls of the Alpha's quarters, but the air inside was far from serene."You think your crown makes you clean?" she spat. “You touched what belongs to someone,Alpha. You’ve brought rot into this Pack.” Alpha Raya stood motionless—her poise statuesque, her expression unreadable. The broken mirror behind her glittered in pieces across the floor like stars spilled from a violent sky."Speak carefully," Raya said, voice low, freezing. "You were never permitted into this room. And certainly not to insult your Queen."The lady laughed bitterly. “You call yourself Queen? A true Alpha doesn’t get tainted by creatures from the woods,she doesn’t take what’s not hers.”Raya's eyes narrowed, a storm behind them. “Your words mean little to a wolf who couldn’t even hold a rank.”The Lady opened her mouth to retaliate—but froze, as if something unseen coiled around her. Her body trembled, flickered like a dying flame, and within seconds… she vanished. Not a step taken. No

The palace was quiet at midnight, the usual bustling sounds of the day now replaced with an eerie stillness. Raya moved through the corridors of the palace like a shadow, her footsteps soft against the cold stone floors. Her mind was a whirl of thoughts—about the rogue, about the kingdom, about the poison that still coursed through their land. But above all, it was him—the rogue—who lingered at the forefront of her thoughts.She had given the order to lock him away, but something inside her—something that she couldn’t quite name—drove her back to the dungeon that night. She needed to know if he was still alive, if he was still as defiant as he had been earlier, or if he had somehow changed.She reached the door to his cell and paused for a moment, her hand resting on the cold metal. The rogue’s presence, even from behind the bars, still felt heavy, almost tangible. She inhaled deeply, steadying herself. She wasn’t sure what she expected to find, but the curiosity—the pull—was undeniab

The dungeon was alive with noise. Chains rattled violently against the cold stone walls as the rogue wolf struggled, thrashing violently in his restraints. His growls were low, guttural, vibrating the very air in the dimly lit chamber. He was a beast of raw power and primal rage, and he wasn’t going to be held down easily. The soldiers surrounding him stood with whips in hand, their faces grim and determined, but they hesitated. They had seen what he could do. They had felt the ferocity of his attacks when they tried to hold him. Now, the rogue was a caged animal, dangerous and defiant.Raya walked down the cold, stone steps of the dungeon, her steps echoing through the cavernous space. Behind her, Riven followed, his tall form always by her side, watching over her. But Raya didn’t need anyone to protect her—not now, not in this moment.She stepped into the center of the room, her presence immediately commanding attention. The rogue, despite his fury, stilled when he saw her. His g

He didn’t say a word.Riven stormed through the palace halls with Raya in his arms, her body limp against his chest. The weight of what had happened still clung to the air like mist—her scream, the rogue’s collapse, the scent of blood, the way her eyes had gone wide with something he couldn’t place.Not fear.Something deeper.Something dangerous.The guards parted before them as he passed, his aura flaring with barely restrained rage. Her chambers were just ahead. His boots slammed the stone floor with each step, echoing his fury with every stride.When he reached the door, he didn’t bother knocking. He kicked it open and carried her inside, then dropped her unceremoniously onto the bed.She bounced slightly, then sat up, breath catching as she met his eyes.“You didn’t have to carry me like I’m some broken thing,” she snapped.“You weren’t walking,” he growled.“I was thinking.”“Thinking?” He turned sharply, pacing. “You call what you did in that forest thinking? Running out there

He smirked when she whispered her name,then slowly turned and walked into the woods.“I need to follow him,” Raya said.“No! No way are you doing that,I will simply send our nest soldiers to go after him.” He was about to leave but she held him on his bicep.“Trust me,Riven,this is our only chance to catch that rouge,the antidote.”Persuading him wasn't easy but he finally let her. Moonlight cut through the forest canopy in slanted beams, illuminating the dew-slick leaves and casting moving shadows across the underbrush. The woods were alive with the scent of pine and something darker,earth stirred by movement, the lingering burn of wolf musk, and him.Raya stepped forward, barefoot on the forest floor, the hem of her dark cloak brushing the ferns.She had shifted back into her human form at the edge of the woods, ignoring Riven’s stiff warning: “Be careful. Something about him is… off. Feral.”She knew.And she didn’t care.The connection between her and the rogue pulled tighter with