Chapter: CHAPTER 62 THE SECRET THAT SHOULD STAY HIDDENDESDEMONA Sleep refused to come that night.I lay on the thin mattress, staring at the dark ceiling while Eddie’s words echoed endlessly inside my head non stop.I tossed and turned on the bed biting on my nails.The Wolf King abandoned him. His mother was locked away.There was someone he loved once. The thought twisted strangely in my chest and I did not know why it mattered to me.It should not matter.Alaric was nothing more than the Alpha who owned my fate. The man who treated me like a burden he could not discard.Still I realized something unsettling.I knew nothing about him.Nothing about the boy he once was. And his lover is connected to Lord Kieran, what was the past between these two?I knew nothing about the things that shaped the cold man he had become.I had lived in his pack house for months, endured his orders, walked carefully around his temper…yet he remained a stranger wrapped in power and silence.The thought refused to leave me. Finally, I pushed the blanket as
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Chapter: CHAPTER 61 A LOT TO KNOW ABOUT HIMDESDEMONAI stumbled back to my room, I fell asleep immediately and I lay on the bed.The power is tiring more than I assume, it drains my power though it makes me stronger.….When I woke up my head was spinning, I turned to the side of the room, my eyes dropped, even with the power I am nothing.I stared at the empty room, before my gaze fell to the wooden floor.I pinned my lip together. Even with the power I have to work to survive here.I carry my heavy body up, growling in pain. The weight of the blade hurt deeper than I thought.Work usually numbed me.That was the point of it.If my hands were busy, my thoughts stayed quiet. If my body ached, my heart did not scream as loudly. Today, even that mercy was denied me. Every movement reminded me of the power still humming beneath my skin, unfamiliar and raw, like something borrowed instead of owned.I was scrubbing the long wooden tables in the eastern hall when I smelled water before I saw it.Clean and cold.I turned, startled, a
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Chapter: Chapter 60 HIDING THE FEARALARICI went back to my room after making sure she fell asleep. I watched her sleep calmly and something shifted in my heart, more deeper and tightened.When I stepped into my room. The room still smelled like her.It clung to the air, to the sheets, to my skin—an infuriating reminder that no matter how much power she had ripped from my grasp, she still existed inside my space. Inside my head.I stood near the balcony doors, hands clasped behind my back, staring out at the darkened grounds below. The night bowed to me out of habit, not loyalty. That alone told me how much had changed.She had walked away, not dragged, forced or broken. She had chosen to leave.The memory scraped against my control like a blade. Her chin lifted. Her eyes burning with something new—something dangerous. Freedom, perhaps. Or the illusion of it.I had tried to reach for her then. Instinct. Habit. Power.And felt nothing was the answer.The absence still echoed through me.My jaw tightened.For years, obed
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Chapter: Chapter 59 THE HEIR AWAKENS iiDESDEMONA“Not safe—” I stumbled back, the words breaking apart on my tongue.A hand caught me from behind before I could fall.Strong and familiar.I gasped, the sudden contact. His grip was not possessive, not commanding—it was desperate. Like he was afraid I would disappear if he let go.My body reacted before my mind did. Power surged instinctively, wild and untrained, flaring beneath my skin like lightning looking for a place to strike.“Desdemona,” he said hoarsely. “Breathe. I’ve got you.”The blade pulsed in my hand, responding to his nearness, to my heartbeat, to the fear tighter in my chest. The silver light around me flickered, unstable, as if my emotions were feeding it.“I don’t feel safe,” I whispered. “I feel like a target.”“Desdemona—wait—”Alaric’s voice.The force shattered instantly, collapsing back into me with a painful snap. I swayed, the world tilting violently as my strength abandoned me all at once.Strong arms caught me before I could hit the ground.His arm
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Chapter: Chapter 58 THE HEIR AWAKENSDESDEMONAThe numbness breaks first. It shatters like glass inside my chest.Pain floods back all at once, sharp, overwhelming, alive. My knees buckle as the world tilts, my scream ripping from my throat before I can stop it.“Alaric—!”His name tears out of me on instinct, not trust.The courtyard blurs. Torches flicker wildly, shadows stretching and twisting as if the night itself is breathing. My bond snaps tight, burning through my veins like fire through wire, and for one terrifying second, I think I’m dying.Then I see him.The stranger stands across the stone, tall and cloaked, his presence wrong in a way my bones understand before my mind does. Magic coils around him, ancient, slow, patient. The kind that does not rush because it has waited centuries.In his hand is the blade.It hums. It sings.The sound crawls into my skull, down my spine, settles deep in my blood like it has always belonged there.My breath stutters.The pain shifts. Becomes… recognition.Alaric lunges, fur
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Chapter: Chapter 57 THE BROKEN BONDALARICThe door closed behind her.The sound echoed louder than it should have.I stayed where I was, my back to the room, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles burned. Steam curled around me, thick and suffocating, but it did nothing to calm the storm tearing through my chest.Behind me, laughter lingered, soft and confident.One of the women stepped closer, her bare feet splashing lightly against the water, her boobs pressed against my chest. “Alpha,” she murmured, her voice honeyed, practiced. “Should we—”“Leave.”The word came out sharp, final.Everywhere turned silent, and they all stared at me.I used to take my bath with them but everything changed when Desdemona came. I can't touch them.My wolf is disgusted by their touch.I turned slowly, my gaze cutting through them like a blade. Three pairs of eyes stared back at me—confused, surprised, slightly offended.“I didn’t call you here,” I said coldly. “And you will not touch me.”I continued. “Who called you here?”“Beta Theod
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5ELARAThe first thing I heard was someone arguing over my body.“She’s stable,” a woman said, voice careful, low. “The baby too. Strong heartbeat.”“And?” Cyril’s tone sliced through the quiet.The woman hesitated. “But her wolf… it’s gone. I can’t sense it at all.”Gone?My eyes stayed shut, but the word clawed at me. Wolves didn’t just vanish. They slept, they hid, they sulked…but gone?Cyril exhaled sharply. “You’re mistaken.”“With respect, Beta,” the healer whispered, “I’ve done this twenty years. Every wolf has a pulse, even in coma. Hers…there's nothing. It’s like a door slammed shut.”A door slammed shut somewhere inside me, too. I opened my eyes.The ceiling above me was rough wood, herbs hanging upside down from a beam. The air smelled of mint and smoke. I was lying on a cot, a cool cloth slipping from my forehead.“Welcome back, my Luna,” Cyril said smoothly, relief painting his face. “You fainted.”“No kidding,” I croaked. My throat felt like sandpaper. “Did I at least mak
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4 ELARAAnother night, another banquet.If I had a coin for every time someone shoved me into a gown and told me to “smile like the Moon Goddess herself,” I could probably buy the whole damn packhouse and retire.“Hold still,” one of the maids said, stabbing another pin into my hair.“I am holding still,” I muttered. “I’m practically a corpse. Just prettier.” She didn’t laugh. They rarely did. Cyril had them trained to treat me like fine glass, beautiful, expensive, and not to be questioned.He appeared in the mirror behind me, already dressed in his perfect black suit with a fur coat lining on the top, every button glinting like he’d polished them himself. “You look divine,” he said.“Divine looks a lot like terrified,” I answered.He smiled like that was cute instead of honest. “It’s just a banquet, my love. You’ll charm them. He paused, looking at my bulge. “Both of you will.”I wanted to say I’d rather fight a bear, but I just nodded and let him loop my arm through his. The hall o
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3ELARAThey called it healing.The sleeping teas, the memory tinctures, the quiet hours in rooms that echoed with nothing but soft light and silence. Cyril guised it all in concern, in his deep voice and soft hands and the practiced calm of a man too smooth to be questioned.I wore Luna's silks. I smiled with Luna's grace. And inside, I drowned in a sea of blank memories and strange, suffocating peace."We've registered our union," Cyril said one morning over fresh berries and warm bread. "You belong to me now, and by the laws of the Packs, you're off limits to everyone else."Everyone else.The words sat oddly on my tongue as if someone else had tried to claim me before.But no memories came, I felt just fog and a slight ache."You okay, Elara?" I blinked, "Yes…I'm fine."He reached for my hand, brushing his thumb across my knuckles. "Good. We have a gathering tonight in the southern wing. Most of the border packs will be there, I want them to see you."I nodded, though inside me shif
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2ELARA★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★The Blackthorne Pack grounds were bursting with celebration. Tables lined with platters of roasted meat, sweet berry tarts, and goblets of red wine were spread out beneath the open sky. Music throbbed through the air, low drums and flutes creating a festive rhythm that pulsed alongside the clinking of glasses and the hum of conversation.Pack members danced in swirling dresses and loose shirts, warriors boasting tales of border victories, elders in long cloaks sharing murmured predictions over cups of spiced mead. Everyone had gathered for the rare and sacred Mate Ceremony, a tradition that hadn’t occurred in over a decade.And I was at the center of it all.I didn’t know why I had been summoned, only that the Council of Elders had declared it a divine command. I was told that I was his, the Alpha’s fated mate. I wasn’t given a choice, just a dress, a necklace to show my acceptance, and a warning not to speak unless spoken to. My heart thundered in my
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1ELARAA wet liquid trickled down my cheek, It felt cold, sticky, and unfamiliar, when I opened my eyes, the world around me swirled like a broken carousel. My fingers twitched against dirt, ash, and something softer, maybe moss I don't know.But the smell was all weird. It reeked of blood and burned flesh, and inside me recoiled before I even understood why.Trees stood like charred bones in the distance, smoke moving into the gray sky, and the ground was littered with bodies, some of them mangled beyond recognition, others still twitching, but barely alive. My heart beat hard against my ribs, and I couldn’t remember what it had felt like to be safe.Or who I even was.I sat up too fast and nearly choked on a sob, my hands clutching at my sides as pain rippled through my body. My skin was covered with bruises, scratches, and cuts. My throat felt sore, like I had been shouting."Easy," a voice said behind me, deep and smooth like melted obsidian.I twisted, or at least tried to, but
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The Alpha's Untamed Prisoner
She was trained to be invisible. He was born to dominate.
Isla Corvane is a ghost, a deadly omega spy who has spent her life in the shadows, serving an organization that taught her one truth: trust no one, feel nothing, survive everything.
When she's sent undercover as a captured slave into the territory of Alpha Dylan Thornwood the most feared ruler in the supernatural world her mission is simple: infiltrate, extract information, disappear.
But nothing about Dylan is simple.
He's brutal, magnetic , impossible to read, and he looks at her like he's seeing straight through every lie she's ever told.
Then she discovers the truth: Dylan murdered her parents.
Now, chained in the den of her enemy, Isla must play the perfect prisoner while planning the perfect revenge. But the longer she stays, the more dangerous questions arise:
Why does Dylan's touch feel like coming home?
Why does he protect her when he should destroy her?
And why does she feel a pull toward him that defies every instinct to run?
Because beneath the lies, the blood, and the betrayal, a darker truth is waiting
One that will shatter everything Isla thought she knew about her past, her power, and the man she was sent to kill.
In a world where fate is a curse and love is a weapon, the most dangerous prison isn't made of chains.
It's made of a bond that refuses to break.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5 - THE ALPHA WHO TRIGGERS HER WOLFIsla pov"Show me your stance again," Dylan orders, his voice cutting through the morning air like a blade. "Or are you afraid I'll see what you're hiding."I'm standing in the training yard, dawn barely broken over the fortress walls, my body still aching from yesterday's fight.Dylan circles me slowly, predatory, assessing every micro-movement I make."I don't know what you mean," I say, keep my posture slouched, submissive, everything an omega should be."That," Dylan stops in front of me, gestures at the way I'm standing, "that's what I mean, you're performing weakness but your weight distribution is all wrong, you're balanced on the balls of your feet ready to move, ready to strike.Fuck, I shift my weight back, try to look more uncertain, "I'm just nervous."Stop lying," he interrupts, moving so fast I barely track it, his hand shoots out toward my face, not to hit but to test.Instinct takes over, I dodge left and my hand comes up to block, perfect form, perfect timing, exactl
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4 : THE PAST THAT BLEEDSIsla pov"Why were you in the forbidden archives?" Dr. Cassia asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper, "only ghosts go looking for graves."I spin around, my hand instinctively reaching for a weapon I don't have, the woman standing in the doorway is small and pale with silver hair pulled back severe. white healer's robes marking her as pack physician, her eyes are sharp though, too sharp, missing nothing."I got lost," I say, force my voice to shake, "I was trying to find the kitchens.""The kitchens are three floors down," Cassia steps into the room, closes the door behind her with a soft click, "and you'd need to pass through four locked doors to reach this wing, locked doors that somehow opened for you."Fuck.The forbidden archives are rows of shelves holding documents that predate the territory wars, medical records, bloodline registries, files marked with seals that promise death to anyone who breaks them. I've been here for twenty minutes searching for anything about t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3 — THE PRISONER WHO FIGHTS BACK
Isla pov"Touch me again," I say to the guard blocking my path, my voice coming out low and deadly, "and I'll break your wrist, chains or no chains."The beta freezes, his hand hovering inches from my shoulder where he was about to shove me back into my cell. Confusion flickers across his face because omegas don't threaten, don't snarl, don't look at guards like they're already planning exactly where to strike."What did you just say?” he asks… disbelief coating every word.I shouldn't have said anything, should have stayed quiet and compliant and small…. But something snapped the moment his fingers came too close, some instinct I thought I'd buried years ago, clawing its way to the surface."You heard me," I take a step forward instead of back…. watch his eyes widen.The East Tower is exactly what it sounds like….a stone prison dressed up as guest quarters. One narrow window that shows nothing but sky. A bed that's more wood than mattress. Guards posted every twenty feet down the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2 — THE ALPHA WHO KNOWS TOO MUCHIsla pov"Tell me your real name."Dylan's voice cuts through the silence before the guards even finish closing the door….low and commanding. I keep my eyes on the floor like a good broken omega should."Isla," I whisper. Let my voice shake just enough, not too much or it looks fake, "my name is Isla.""Liar," he says softly, almost gently, which somehow makes it worse.I'm standing in what must be his private study…… dark wood and leather and books that look older than the fortress itself.Dylan circles me slowly, deliberate, a predator assessing prey.I can feel his eyes tracking every tremor I fake, every breath I force to come too fast."Look at me," he commands.I lift my eyes slowly, carefully, let them fill with the fear every omega is supposed to feel in front of an Alpha like him.But when our gazes meet, something jolts through me….. sharp and unexpected.My wolf stirs for the first time in years, confused, agitated, wrong."Better," Dylan stops in front of me, close enoug
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Chapter: CHAPTER 1 — THE OMEGA WHO DOESN'T BLEEDIsla pov "Drop the knife, Isla."Kael's voice crawls up my spine like cold fingers, soft and commanding, but my blade doesn't move from where it rests against the assassin's throat.The steel kissing skin so thin I can see the pulse underneath, frantic and rabbit-quick."The client wants him dead, not mutilated," Kael continues.he his closer now, his breath touching my ear."I know what the client wants," I say, my voice comes out flat and empty, exactly how I need it to sound, exactly how I've trained it to be for the last three years.The man beneath me whimpers, his fingers claw at the frozen ground of the Borderlands, dirt and ice jamming under his nails."Please, I have a family, I have…."I press the blade deeper, just a fraction, just enough to stop the begging. I don't want to hear about his family or his reasons or whatever excuse he thinks will save him, they never do."Do it," Kael says. his voice drops lower, intimate in a way that makes my skin crawl…. "Show me that p
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