Chapter: Chapter 152CHAPTER 152:RYDER'S POV.I wake up before the sun.It is still dark, that soft gray hour when the world feels like it is holding its breath. The house is quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the slow sound of Ollie’s breathing beside me.For a second, I just lie there and listen to him.Last night did not end in shouting. It did not end in anger. It ended in something worse and better at the same time—truth. Ollie cried in my arms until his body went heavy with sleep. I stayed awake longer than I should have, watching his face, afraid that if I slept, I would miss something. Afraid he would disappear.I turn my head and look at him now.He is curled on his side, knees drawn up, hands tucked under his chin like a child. His hair falls into his eyes. There is a faint bruise still on his cheek. It is lighter now, but I see it every time I look at him.I reach out slowly, careful not to wake him, and brush his hair back.My chest tightens.I have fought men bigger than me. I have s
Last Updated: 2026-02-22
Chapter: Lines That Cannot Be UncrossedChapter 151 — Lines That Cannot Be UncrossedRyder’s POVThe door handle stops moving.Silence slams into the room so hard it feels louder than the rattle ever was. My body stays locked in place, every instinct stretched tight, listening for a breath, a step, anything. Ollie stands frozen a few feet behind me, his fear rolling off him in waves I can almost taste.I signal for him to stay back without looking at him. I check the locks, the peephole, the hallway camera feed on my phone. Nothing. Empty corridor, dim lights, no movement. Whoever touched the handle is gone, or never meant to come in at all.That almost makes it worse.I secure the door again, slower this time, deliberately loud, grounding myself in the sound. When I turn around, Ollie has wrapped his arms around his own chest, shoulders drawn inward like he is trying to disappear.Something inside me snaps, not violently, but cleanly, like a cord pulled too tight for too long.I cross the space between us and crouch in fro
Last Updated: 2026-01-25
Chapter: What I Don't SayChapter 150 — What I Don’t SayOllie’s POVThe worst part is not the fear.It is the way fear changes shape, how it settles into my bones and pretends to be something else. Control. Productivity. Calm. I wake up the morning after Ryder overhears my call with my heart already racing, my body braced for confrontation that does not come right away. He watches me carefully, too carefully, like he is afraid a wrong word might make me disappear.I hate that look.So I move.I clean the kitchen before he finishes his coffee. I reorganize the shelves that do not need reorganizing. I make lists in my head, grocery lists, escape routes, things we might need if we leave again. I keep my hands busy because if I stop, if I sit, if I breathe too deeply, everything spills out at once.Ryder lets me.At first.He asks if I slept. I say enough. He asks if I want breakfast. I say later. He asks if I want to talk about yesterday. I say there is nothing to talk about. My voice is steady, convincing, almo
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
Chapter: Cracks Beneath the CalmChapter 149 — Cracks Beneath the CalmRyder’s POVQuiet has a sound when you live the way I do.It is not silence, not peace, not rest. It is the absence of chaos that sharpens every nerve, that makes my body wait for impact that has not arrived yet. I wake before dawn, same as always, before the light can creep through the blinds, before the city remembers how to breathe. Ollie is still asleep beside me, curled inward, knees tucked up, hands fisted into the fabric of my shirt like he might fall if he lets go.I stay still so I do not wake him.Routine is supposed to be grounding. That is what people say. Establish habits, repeat them until the mind believes things are stable again. I try. I really do. I shower, I check the locks, I scan the windows, I inventory the exits. I brew coffee I barely drink. I sit at the small table and clean my weapon even though it does not need it, because my hands need something to do.Ollie wakes an hour later.He smiles when he sees me, soft and autom
Last Updated: 2026-01-19
Chapter: THE WEIGHT OF MORNINGCHAPTER 148 — THE WEIGHT OF MORNINGRyder’s POVMorning does not erase what the night leaves behind.It only shows it more clearly.The light coming through the windows was soft, almost gentle, but it did nothing to soften the reality sitting in my chest. I stood by the kitchen counter, staring at a mug of coffee I had poured minutes ago and forgotten to drink. The smell was strong, bitter, grounding. I needed that today.Behind me, the house was quiet. Too quiet.Ollie was still asleep on the couch, wrapped in the blanket like it was the only thing keeping him anchored to this place. He had finally drifted off just before sunrise, his body giving in after fighting fear for too long. I didn’t move him to the bedroom. I didn’t want to disturb the fragile calm he had found.I leaned back against the counter and closed my eyes.For the first time since last night, my mind allowed itself to replay everything.The gunfire.Her voice.The look in Ollie’s eyes when he thought I might not mak
Last Updated: 2026-01-02
Chapter: WHAT WE SURVIVECHAPTER 147 — WHAT WE SURVIVERyder’s POVThe silence after violence is always the worst part.It crept in slowly, heavy and thick, like the world was holding its breath to see what would happen next. The echoes of gunfire were gone. The smell of smoke still hung in the air, mixed with oil, dust, and something sharp that burned the back of my throat. My ears rang faintly, but my mind was clear in a way it rarely was.She was down.Not dead. But finished.That mattered more than blood.I stood still for a moment, my body locked in alert mode, scanning every shadow, every corner. Years of habit refused to shut off just because the fight was over. My hand stayed tight on my weapon, my shoulders tense, my breath slow and measured.Then I felt it.Ollie’s hands.They were gripping my jacket hard, fingers curled into the fabric like he was afraid I might vanish if he let go. He was right behind me, close enough that I could feel his breathing against my back. Fast. Uneven. Alive.That matte
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
The Alpha Who Brought My Rejected Soul
Blurb:
**“You are nothing to me.”**
Those were the words Kael Thorne spoke while rejecting his fated mate in front of the entire pack.
For Eryx, an omega born weak and unwanted, that rejection did not just break a bond,it erased his life. Dragged from sacred ground, stripped of his name, and sold in a shadow auction like damaged goods, Eryx learns the cruel truth of his world: omegas are disposable, and mercy is a myth.
But fate is not done with him.
When the Alpha who shattered him buys him back with cold silver and unreadable eyes, Eryx expects pain, punishment, and ownership. What he does not expect is protection. Silence instead of touch. Walls instead of chains. And a bond that refuses to stay dead.
As buried prophecies awaken and elders come knocking with blood on their hands, Eryx discovers his rejection was a lie meant to save his life,and that his broken soul carries a power capable of tearing packs apart.
Now trapped between enemies who want to use him and an Alpha who would burn the world to keep him safe, Eryx must decide who he is beyond rejection.
Because some bonds are not meant to be broken.
And some omegas were never meant to kneel.
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Chapter: "Flight or FightCHAPTER 24 – “Flight or Fight”“Move faster.”Eryx’s legs gave out again. He collapsed against the wall. Gasping. The silver burns screaming.He’d left the cell. Found markings. Scratches on the stone. Arrows pointing down. Deeper.Someone had left him a path. A way out.But his body was failing. The chains were gone but the damage remained. His wrists bled. His ankles wouldn’t support his weight properly.Alarms blared. Sudden. Deafening.“Prisoner escape! All guards to lower levels!”Footsteps thundered above. Coming fast. Coming for him.Eryx forced himself forward. One step. Another. His vision blurred. The hallway tilted.He was going to die here. In this corridor. Caught before he ever reached freedom.More footsteps. Behind him now. Close.“There!” A guard shouted. “End of the hall!”Eryx tried to run. His legs wouldn’t obey. He stumbled. Fell. Hit the stone hard.Blood pooled beneath his hands. From wounds that wouldn’t stop bleeding.The guards rounded the corner. Five of the
Last Updated: 2026-02-17
Chapter: Silver Chains"CHAPTER 23 – “Silver Chains”“Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”Marcus’s voice cut through the haze of pain. Sharp. Demanding.Eryx didn’t lift his head. Couldn’t. The silver chains burned too much. Drained everything.“I said look at me.” Marcus’s hand gripped Eryx’s hair. Yanked his head up. “Show some respect.”Eryx’s eyes were empty. Distant. Gone somewhere the pain couldn’t reach.“Better.” Marcus smiled. Released him. Eryx’s head fell forward again.Two days. He’d been chained for two days.The silver ate at his skin. Left burns that wouldn’t heal. His wrists were raw. Bleeding. His ankles worse. The collar around his neck pressed against the dormant bond seal. Making everything hurt more.“You’re learning.” Marcus circled him. Predatory. “Slowly. But you’re learning.”Eryx said nothing. Had nothing left to say.“Tomorrow is the ceremony.” Marcus continued. His voice conversational. “You’ll be cleaned. Dressed. Presented. And you’ll bond with me willingly.”Still nothing.“O
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Chapter: The Alpha's SonChapter 22: The Alpha's SonYou’re prettier than I had imagined.Outside the cell stood Marcus Blackthorn. He was not old—perhaps just over twenty years of age. His beauty was striking, yet it carried a sharp, unwelcoming edge. Rather than warmth, his gaze swept slowly over Eryx—measuring and judging him, much like a farmer appraising cattle before the market.Eryx remained seated, refusing to stand just to appease him.“That’s no way to greet your future mate,” Marcus said with a sharp, cruel smile. “We should get to know each other before the bonding ceremony.”be no ceremony.“Your family thinks differently.” Marcus stepped into the cell, the door clicking shut behind him. “I met your sister yesterday—a sweet girl. She cried genuinely when we showed her the torture devices.”Clenching his fists tightly, Eryx felt it surge—sharp and fierce. It was never calm, never gentle. A shield forged from fire, born of rage.kill you.“No, you won’t,” Marcus said, stepping closer with confidenc
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Chapter: A Mother's DesperationChapter 21 – “A Mother’s Desperation”“This was all part of the plan.”Wiping away her tears, Eryx’s mother allowed a sharp edge to creep into her voice, her words tinged with rising anger.“What do you mean by ‘planned’?” Eryx asked.“Blackthorn,” she spat the name. “He orchestrated everything—the relocation, the new identities, all of it.”Eryx’s blood ran cold. “Kael said you’d be safe. He promised—”“Kael believed you would be,” his mother said, her expression softening. “But Blackthorn had spies everywhere. The moment we were relocated, he knew. He waited and watched. Then, three days ago, he sent his men.”A crumpled sheet appeared, torn at one corner, with reddish stains smeared across its surface.“They left this—instructions on what to say and what to offer.” Her hands trembled. “They want your power to flow through their bloodline, Eryx. Blackthorn’s son, Marcus, is weak. For an Alpha, he’s... inadequate.”“They want to use me to fix him,” Eryx said bitterly. “To boost his s
Last Updated: 2026-02-06
Chapter: The Second RejectionChapter 19: The Second Rejection“Please accept it.”Fragments of sound pierced the air—Sophia shouting. Her tone was sharp and urgent, not pleading but insistent. A fierce fire blazed within Eryx, leaving his breath caught deep in his chest. Words failed to escape his lips. Perhaps it was meant to sever ties completely, to leave nothing connected. Yet, the cut never truly happened.Something still felt amiss.The bond returned, pressing firmly.Fragments of light erupted from Eryx’s chest—thin, silver strands impossible to ignore. They stretched forward, drawn to Kael like wind rushing inland. From Kael emerged dark lines, rising slowly but surely. They were not gentle, neverretreating. Where the two met, a knot formed—one bright, one deep—each pulling, neither yielding. Kael fell to the ground, his cry echoing through the amphitheater—raw and filled with pain. Eryx felt the change—Kael’s pain weaving into his very bones, merging with his skin like smoke. No longer separate. A
Last Updated: 2026-02-01
Chapter: The Hidden Truth RevealedChapter 18: The Hidden Truth RevealedA sudden sound escaped Kael. His hand pulled back, carrying the knife with it and freeing Sophia.The sound erupted throughout the open space. Voices immediately rose in response—some shouted in protest at what hadjust occurred, while a few stood frozen, uncertain how to react.“What are you doing?” Blackthorn stood, his voice thunderous. “By the rules of combat, you must finish her—either killher or forfeit everything.”said Kael, his voice flat and devoid of any fight. Instead, it was filled with stillness.“No.” Eryx struggled to breathe. “No, Kael, don’t—”“Explain yourself,” Blackthorn demanded. “Why spare her life? You’ve won. The omega will live only if you finish this.”Kael helped Sophia to her feet. Though her legs wobbled beneath her, she stood firm. Blood streaked her face, but a triumphant grin spread across her lips, her eyes shining with victory.“Say it,” she said, her voice low—just loud enough for the nearest Alphas to catch ever
Last Updated: 2026-02-01
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