Mafia's Heir
Elena Marquez has always lived a quiet life, caring for her little brother and helping her mother keep their small family shop alive. But peace has a price, and her late father’s debts have begun to circle back like vultures.
When the DeLuca family — the most feared mafia clan in the city — comes to collect, Elena is forced into their world. There, she meets Adrian DeLuca, the infamous heir to the DeLuca empire. Cold, calculating, and dangerous, Adrian is everything she should fear — but something in his eyes unsettles her.
What neither of them know is that Adrian’s father — the powerful Don Vittorio DeLuca — is the man responsible for her father’s death.
As Elena is drawn deeper into the DeLuca world, tension turns to reluctant trust, and trust slowly burns into something far more dangerous — love. But when the truth comes to light, Elena must decide if she can ever forgive the blood that runs through Adrian’s veins… and Adrian must choose whether to remain his father’s heir, or burn everything down to protect the woman he loves.
A story of love, vengeance, and power, Mafia’s Heir is a slow-burn, heart-wrenching romance that will keep you hooked until the very last page.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 48- When the Walls Begin to BleedThe engines faded into the distance, but the silence they left behind was louder than any gunshot.Elena stood frozen at the top of the staircase long after Adrien had gone. The echo of the closing doors still rang in her ears, heavy and final, like a verdict that couldn’t be appealed. The mansion felt different without him — too large, too hollow, like a body missing its heart.She wrapped her arms around herself and exhaled slowly.Stay alive, he had said.As if survival were something she could simply choose.The guards remained stationed throughout the estate, shadows at every corner, boots whispering across marble floors. Cameras blinked red and green. Steel gates hummed with electricity. This place was built like a fortress — and yet, Elena had never felt more exposed.She descended the stairs slowly, each step deliberate, grounding herself. Fear would do nothing for her now. Fear was a luxury she couldn’t afford.In the sitting room, she poured herself a glass of water, her han
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: CHAPTER 47 -The Calm Before the GunfireThe city did not sleep — it only pretended to.From the balcony of the D’Angelo estate, Elena could see the distant lights of Milan blinking like restless eyes, watching, waiting. The night air was cold against her bare arms, carrying the faint scent of rain and metal — a smell she had come to associate with danger.She wrapped Adrien’s jacket tighter around herself.The house behind her was too quiet.That was the thing about the D’Angelo world — silence was never peace. Silence meant something was moving.Behind her, the soft click of a door sounded. She didn’t turn immediately. She already knew who it was.“You shouldn’t be out here,” Adrien said.His voice was steady, but she could hear the tension beneath it — the kind that lived in his bones, never leaving, never loosening its grip.“I couldn’t breathe inside,” she replied softly. “Not tonight.”Adrien stepped closer, stopping beside her at the railing. He was dressed in black — always black — the faint outline of the bandage st
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Chapter:
CHAPTER —46 When Blood Betrays
The moment Viktor’s hand dropped, the world exploded. Gunfire ripped through the warehouse, deafening and blinding. Sparks flew as bullets struck metal crates, the sharp clangs echoing like screams. Adrien moved instantly, dragging Elena down behind a thick steel pillar just as a spray of bullets tore through the space where they’d been standing. “Stay. Down.” His voice was calm. Too calm. Elena pressed her back against the cold metal, heart slamming violently against her ribs. She could hear him breathing — controlled, measured — even as chaos reigned around them. Adrien leaned out, fired twice. Two bodies fell. Viktor’s laughter echoed through the warehouse, distorted by the gunfire. “Still sharp, D’Angelo! Even wounded!” Adrien didn’t respond. He didn’t waste words when blood was being spilled. He fired again, moving with lethal precision despite the pain tearing through his side. Every step pulled at his stitches, warm blood soaking further into his bandage — but he igno
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Chapter: CHAPTER 45—The Mafia Heir’s Reluctant BrideThe storm didn’t stop.It hammered the D’Angelo estate like the sky itself wanted to warn them. Every flash of lightning turned the world outside white, then black again. Elena stood by the balcony doors, watching the rain streak down the glass like tears the sky couldn’t hold back.Behind her, she could feel him before he even touched her.Adrien D’Angelo didn’t walk; he arrived — heavy presence, cold power, heat beneath it all. She heard the faint strain of his bandage when he moved, but he didn’t make a sound. He never made a sound unless he wanted to.“You should be in bed,” Elena said softly, not turning around.“And you should be asleep,” he replied.She finally glanced at him. He wore a black shirt, sleeves rolled, the collar open just enough to reveal the bruising on his chest. Even injured, he looked like someone carved war into human form.“Your doctor said you need rest,” she reminded him.“My enemies didn’t sign that prescription.”Elena closed her eyes for a moment. “Adri
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Chapter: CHAPTER 44 — The Devil Returns
The estate was no longer a home.It was a battlefield.Gunfire cracked through the hallways like thunder, echoing off marble and steel. Smoke seeped through the air vents, mixing with the scent of blood and sweat. The D’Angelo crest — once polished and proud — was splattered with streaks of red.Marco moved fast, dragging Elena behind him as bullets tore into the walls. “Stay down!” he yelled, shoving her behind a fallen pillar just as another barrage rained from the eastern corridor.But Elena barely heard him.Her heart was pounding with one name.Adrien.He was out there somewhere. In this storm. In this hell.---Adrien arrived like a shadow risen from the grave.The gates were still under fire when his car screeched to a stop. He stepped out before the wheels even stilled, black coat whipping behind him, gun already loaded.The guards froze at the sight of him.His expression was empty.Not angry.Not panicked.Just… cold.Cold enough to kill God himself.A wounded guard staggere
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Chapter: Chapter 43 – The Storm Before the Fire
The storm outside hadn’t stopped.Thunder rolled like gunfire across the night sky, echoing through the marble halls of the D’Angelo estate. The rain came harder, washing the city clean of its sins — or maybe just hiding new ones beneath the surface.Adrien stood by the window, a cigarette burning low between his fingers. The ember glowed briefly, a cruel imitation of the fire raging in his chest. He had spent the last twelve hours dissecting every file, every call, every face that might have betrayed him. Still, the pieces refused to fit together.Someone inside his world had sold him out — and whoever it was, they’d aimed for his heart.A faint knock came from behind him.“Enter,” he said, voice low.Marco stepped in, soaked from the rain. His usual calm expression was tight, the tension written across his shoulders. “We’ve traced the Vasiliev connection further,” he said, setting a folder on the table. “The Russians are moving through Naples. They’re not hiding anymore.”Adrien tur
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Chapter: chapter 163The horn sounded again. Longer this time. Urgent. The kind of sound that didn’t mean scouts or warnings—it meant contact. Killian was already moving, lifting Aria fully into his arms as the fortress trembled faintly beneath their feet. Stone dust drifted from the ceiling as another distant impact echoed through the mountain. “That wasn’t a breach test,” Riven said grimly, drawing his weapon as they rushed up the stairwell. “That was pressure.” Aria pressed her palm against Killian’s chest, grounding herself against the violent hum of her magic. “They’re not attacking the walls.” Killian shot her a sharp look. “Then what are they doing?” She swallowed. “They’re pulling on the wards.” As if summoned by her words, pain flared along her spine—white-hot and sudden. Aria gasped, fingers digging into Killian’s shoulder. He snarled instinctively, slowing just enough to look at her face. “What’s happening?” “They’ve learned how the wards respond to me,” she said through clenched tee
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Chapter: Chapter 163 — When the Seal BreathesThe chamber did not close when they left it.Aria felt that immediately.The weight followed her up the stairs, clung to her spine like a second shadow. The hum beneath the fortress deepened, no longer subtle—no longer patient. Whatever her mother had sealed was no longer content to sleep.Killian didn’t let go of her hand once.Not when they reached the upper halls.Not when the guards parted silently for them, eyes tracking Aria with a mixture of awe and fear.Not even when the first tremor rolled through the stone beneath their feet.It was faint—but it was real.Riven cursed softly. “That wasn’t structural.”“No,” Aria said. Her voice sounded distant to her own ears. “That was a response.”They reached the battlements just as the sky darkened unnaturally, clouds dragging themselves across the horizon like bruises spreading under skin. The wind picked up, sharp and metallic, carrying the same ancient scent from her dream—dust, ash, memory.Killian’s wolf stirred hard now, restless,
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Chapter: Chapter 162 – What the World RemembersThe storm did not break.It circled.Aria stood at the window long after the thunder faded, watching the clouds churn in slow, deliberate spirals—as if the sky itself were thinking. The echo of her mother’s voice still rang in her bones, not loud, not fading.Waiting.Killian leaned against the doorframe, giving her space without leaving. He had learned that balance with her—how to guard without smothering, how to stay close without trying to control what could not be controlled.“You didn’t imagine it,” he said quietly. “Did you.”“No.” Her fingers curled against the cold glass. “It wasn’t memory the way dreams are. It was… stored. Like something pressed into the magic and left there for me to find.”“Or for you to inherit.”That made her turn.Killian’s expression was grim, thoughtful. “Old powers don’t disappear. They migrate.”Aria swallowed. “Then my mother didn’t just delay them. She redirected them.”Silence stretched between them, thick with implication.A sharp knock cut thro
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Chapter: Chapter 161 – The Cost of ChoosingDawn did not bring peace.It brought silence—the kind that pressed too hard against the ears, heavy and unnatural, as if the world itself was holding its breath after nearly breaking apart.Aria stood at the edge of the ridge long after the others had begun to move back toward the fortress. The ground where the fracture had sealed looked deceptively normal now—solid stone, damp earth, no sign of the violence that had ripped it open hours earlier.But she could still feel it.A faint echo beneath her feet.Waiting.Killian remained beside her, close enough that their shoulders brushed, his presence steady and grounding. He hadn’t let go of her hand since she’d returned—not when the healers checked her, not when the pack erupted into relieved chaos, not even now.“You’re shaking,” he said quietly.She flexed her fingers. “I’m not cold.”“I know.”She finally turned to face him. His eyes searched her face with an intensity that made her chest ache—not suspicion, not fear, but something r
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Chapter: Chapter 160 – When the Ground Answers BackThe second tremor did not fade.It deepened.Stone groaned beneath the fortress as if the land itself were waking from a long, violent sleep. Wolves spilled into the corridors, boots striking stone, voices sharp with command and fear held tightly in check.Killian was already moving.“Signal the ridge scouts,” he barked as they burst into the corridor. “No full shift unless I order it. This is not a charge—this is containment.”Aria kept pace beside him, cloak snapping behind her as the air thickened with magic. The calling sound came again, closer now, vibrating through her bones instead of her ears.It knew she was listening.“It’s pulling,” she said, breath tight. “Not tearing yet. Testing.”Killian glanced at her, eyes glowing faintly. “Can you tell how long before it breaks?”She shook her head. “Time doesn’t feel… straight around it. It’s bending.”They reached the outer gate just as Riven and the advance unit arrived, weapons drawn, faces set.“The anchors are active,” Riven sa
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Chapter: Chapter 159 – The Night Before the RedThe fortress did not sleep.Torches burned along the walls long past midnight, their flames steady despite the wind that swept down from the mountains. Wolves moved through the corridors with purpose—quiet, controlled, alert. No laughter. No unnecessary words. Everyone felt it now.The countdown.Aria stood at the edge of the training grounds, wrapped in a dark cloak, watching the moon climb higher. It was no longer just stained red at the edges. It was changing—as though something beneath its surface was pressing closer, testing the skin of the sky.Two nights.Her magic stirred again, stronger than before. Not wild. Not panicked.Focused.Killian approached from behind without a sound. He didn’t touch her at first—just stood close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the familiar grounding presence that steadied her heartbeat.“You’re not sleeping,” he said quietly.She shook her head. “Neither are you.”A corner of his mouth twitched. “Alphas don’t sleep before wars.”“This
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Timing The Rebel
When Liana Brooks, a quiet scholarship student, steps into the elite halls of Crestwood University, she only has one goal — to graduate without drawing attention. But fate has other plans when she collides — quite literally — with Axel Knight, the campus bad boy with a reputation darker than his leather jacket.
He’s arrogant, untouchable, and dangerously charming. She’s focused, stubborn, and immune to his games.
Until one reckless rumor forces them into a fake relationship — a deal meant to save her scholarship and clean up his image.
But what begins as a pretended connection soon unravels something real. Beneath Axel’s tattoos hides a broken past he’s desperate to forget, and beneath Liana’s calm lies a fire she never knew she had.
As secrets surface and emotions ignite, both will learn that love isn’t about taming someone else — it’s about finding the courage to face the rebel within.
He was her chaos. She was his calm. Together, they became something dangerously beautiful.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Two – Reboot Complete
Liana’s POVThe sky tears like paper.A crack of white light splits the clouds, stretching across the horizon until the whole world seems to pulse with a blinding glow. The wind whips at my hair, stinging my cheeks, but I can’t look away.Because the voice — that cold, synthetic voice — echoes again, vibrating through my bones:> “Initialization successful.”Beside me, Axel stiffens. The cube in his hand glows red-hot, pulsing like it’s syncing with something in the air.“Axel,” I whisper, gripping his arm. “We need to move—”But he doesn’t turn. He’s staring straight ahead, where the ruins of the Genesis Core begin to rise, debris lifting off the ground as if gravity is being rewritten.The light condenses into a column, swirling, shaping, shifting.And then I see her.A silhouette.No — a figure.No — a projection wearing my face.My breath snags in my throat.Her eyes open in the light — the same shape as mine, but glowing sharp-white, cold and merciless.“Liana,” Axel murmurs, hor
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-One – Resurgence
Liana’s POVThe air in the observatory feels different tonight.It’s been weeks since the storm ended — since the light swallowed everything, since I opened my eyes and saw Axel’s tear-streaked face. The world outside has started to heal; the air is lighter, the power grids hum again, and the night sky glows with unfamiliar clarity.But sometimes, when the wind blows through the cracks in the dome, I still hear the echo of a voice that isn’t mine.> You can’t erase what’s written in code.I squeeze my eyes shut, pressing my palms against my temples until the sound fades.“Liana?” Axel’s voice pulls me back. He’s leaning against the doorframe, a soft light in his hand — a lantern made from broken circuitry. His hair’s a mess, his shirt rolled to his elbows, the tired kind of handsome that only people who’ve fought too hard can carry.“You okay?”I nod, though I’m not sure it’s true. “Just… thinking.”He crosses the room and places the lantern on the table beside the cracked telescope.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty – The Last Sequence
Liana’s POVThe night tastes like electricity.The storm above the ruins paints everything in flashes — silver, white, blue — like the world itself is glitching.Axel and I run through the rain-soaked streets, breathless, half-blind, the hum of the machines echoing behind us. Every thunderclap sounds like the city’s dying heartbeat.We don’t stop until we reach the old observatory on the outskirts — one of the few places untouched by Genesis’s reach. The doors groan open, revealing the hollow skeleton of the dome and shattered telescopes.Axel collapses beside the console, drenched and shivering.“We can’t keep running forever,” he says. “It’s tracking you.”“I know.” My voice shakes, though I try to steady it. “Because it is me.”That truth burns through me, heavier than fear. I can still feel her — the reflection from the terminal — inside my thoughts. Watching. Waiting.“She’s connected to my neural code. As long as I exist, she does too.”Axel looks at me, his eyes dark with somet
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Chapter: Chapter Nineteen – Awakening
Liana’s POVThe first breath burns.Air floods into my lungs like fire and ice all at once. My body feels heavy, unfamiliar — as if it’s learning how to exist again.A voice breaks through the ringing in my ears.“Liana… stay still. You’re safe.”Safe. That word doesn’t fit the world anymore. But it’s Axel saying it, and for a moment, that’s enough.The glass above me slides open with a hiss. Cold air rushes in. His hands are the first thing I feel — rough, trembling, grounding me.He helps me sit up slowly, wrapping a blanket around my shoulders. The lab around us is unrecognizable — half-ruined, filled with broken lights and dripping pipes.“How long… was I out?” I manage to whisper.“I don’t know,” he says quietly. “The system doesn’t have a clock anymore. Maybe hours. Maybe days.”I look at him — his face smeared with ash, eyes red from exhaustion. “You didn’t leave.”“Couldn’t,” he says. “Didn’t want to.”Something tightens in my chest. I should be angry. I should demand answers.
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen – After the LightAxel’s POVSilence.That’s the first thing I remember after the light — not pain, not fear — just silence. A kind that feels heavy, like the world is holding its breath.When I open my eyes, everything is gray. Smoke curls through what’s left of the Genesis lab, twisting like ghosts around broken steel beams. The floor beneath me is cracked, soaked in a thin layer of dust and ash.I try to move, but my body protests. Every muscle feels bruised, my ribs ache, and blood trickles down my temple. I cough, forcing air into my lungs.“Liana…”Her name slips out before I even think. It sounds wrong in the emptiness — too fragile for a place that’s forgotten how to echo.I drag myself up, my hands scraping against the cold floor. My ears are ringing, but beneath it, I hear something faint — a slow pulse of machinery still alive, stubbornly refusing to die. The core hasn’t fully shut down.And she’s nowhere to be seen.Panic claws at my throat. I stumble through the debris, pushing aside colla
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Chapter: Chapter Seventeen – The Truth Within
Liana’s POVThe door shudders behind us, metal groaning under the force of impact. Sparks rain from the hinges as Axel wedges a steel bar through the handle.We’re trapped. Again.My chest burns from running, but it’s nothing compared to the ache clawing at my heart. His words — or rather, Arden’s words — echo through me like poison.> “He didn’t just save you. He activated you.”I turn to Axel. His face is ghost-white under the flickering red light. He looks older, heavier — like the weight of every lie he’s ever told is pressing down at once.“Tell me it’s not true,” I whisper.He doesn’t answer.The silence is worse than any confession could be.“I trusted you,” I say, my voice shaking now. “You were all I had, Axel. You— you told me I was human.”“You are,” he says roughly, stepping forward. “You’re more human than any of them.”“Don’t,” I snap, backing away. “Don’t say that like it makes this better.”His jaw tightens. “Liana, I never wanted you to know this way.”“But you wanted
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She Who Devoured The Moon
The Moon has ruled the werewolves for centuries—granting power, choosing Alphas, crowning Lunas, and demanding obedience.
Nyxara was never meant to exist.
Born without a howl, without a lunar mark, and without the Moon’s blessing, she should have been weak. Instead, the Moon grows dim whenever she draws near. Rituals collapse. Alphas lose control. Wolves feel hunger where faith once lived.
Hidden by the Moonscar Pack and condemned by ancient law, Nyxara is whispered about as a coming disaster—until Kaelion, a Moon-bound Alpha raised to serve prophecy, crosses her path. His authority falters in her presence. His bond to the Moon fractures. And for the first time in werewolf history, the Moon does not answer its chosen Alpha.
As the night sky begins to darken and packs turn on one another, forbidden truths rise from buried myths: the Moon Goddess is dying, and Nyxara is not a curse sent to destroy them.
She is the vessel meant to replace her.
To survive, the werewolves must choose between clinging to a fading god…
or kneeling before the woman who was born to end an age.
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Chapter: CHAPTER THIRTEENThe God Who Wasn’t AskedThe kneeling did not last.It never does.The first to rise was Nightreach’s Alpha. He straightened slowly, rolling his shoulders as if shaking off a weight he refused to carry for long. His smile returned—but it was thinner now, sharpened by calculation.“Well,” he said lightly, brushing dust from his palms, “that was… unexpected.”Ironclaw followed, face tight, eyes flicking repeatedly to the Moon as if checking whether it would punish him for standing. It did not.Only Starbound remained on one knee.His head was bowed, but his gaze—when it lifted—cut straight through Nyxara.Reverent. Terrified. Hungry.“You felt it,” he said quietly, to the others as much as to her. “The silence. The listening. The pause.”Nightreach scoffed. “The Moon flickered. Hardly the end of the world.”Starbound’s voice sharpened. “The Moon does not pause.”Nyxara shivered.Because he was right.She could still feel it—that suspended moment, that cosmic inhale where something ancie
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWELVEWhen the Howls Answer BackThe first horn sounded from the eastern ridge.Low. Ancient. Wrong.Kaelion’s head snapped up instantly, wolf senses flaring so sharply it hurt. The sound rolled through Moonscar like a warning carved into bone—one blast, then another, each carrying the unmistakable weight of challenge.Nyxara felt it too.Not in her ears.In her ribs.Something tugged at her chest, subtle but insistent, like a thread being pulled by unseen fingers far beyond the courtyard. She sucked in a sharp breath, pressing a hand to her sternum.“Oh no,” she muttered. “I do not like that feeling.”Kaelion turned to her. “What do you feel?”“Like the world just realized I exist,” she said flatly. “And it’s RSVP-ing.”The second horn answered—this one from the south.Then a third.Three directions.Three packs.The murmurs exploded into panic.“They’re early—”“They shouldn’t know yet—”“The Moon hasn’t even stabilized—”Elder Selune grabbed Kaelion’s arm. “They sensed the fracture. Riva
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Chapter: CHAPTER ELEVENThe Weight of Carrying a GodbreakKaelion did not stop walking.Stone corridors blurred past as he carried Nyxara through the collapsing heart of Moonscar, her weight light in his arms but heavy everywhere else—in his chest, his spine, his future. Her head lolled against his shoulder, silver light pulsing faintly beneath her skin like a dying ember refusing to go out.“Stay with me,” he muttered, more order than plea.Her breathing was shallow but steady. Alive. Still tethered.Behind them, the chamber groaned again, another deep crack echoing as ancient stone finally surrendered. Dust rolled down the halls in choking waves. Guards scattered, some bowing their heads instinctively as Kaelion passed, others staring like they had just watched the world crack open and didn’t know how to put it back.Which—fair.Outside.The night hit him like a wall.The sky was wrong.The Moon still hung above Moonscar, but it was dimmer now, its silver glow uneven, fractured by spiderweb cracks that had
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Chapter: CHAPTER TENThe Night Learns FearThe Moon bled.Not like flesh. Not like anything Nyxara had words for.Silver light spilled from the fracture in the sky, slow and luminous, streaking downward like tears caught in freefall. The air screamed. Wolves across the chamber cried out as one, clutching their chests, their knees buckling as the pull of the Moon—their anchor, their guide, their god—stuttered.Nyxara staggered.The power inside her surged wildly, no longer controlled, no longer curious—panicked. Her vision blurred, silver bleeding into black at the edges.“Oh,” she breathed. “That’s… not good.”Kaelion caught her.He didn’t think. He didn’t ask permission. His arms wrapped around her just as her legs gave out, hauling her against his chest as the chamber shook violently beneath them.The bond snapped taut—painful, electric—and he gasped as her overload flooded into him.Stars.Cold.Endless night screaming through his veins.“Nyxara,” he growled through clenched teeth. “What did you do?”S
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Chapter: CHAPTER NINEWhen the Door Finally BreaksThe door did not explode.It gave way.Stone screamed as the ancient hinges tore loose, the massive slab bowing inward before crashing onto the chamber floor with a thunderous finality that sent dust billowing into the air. The sound rolled through Nyxara’s bones, rattling her teeth.Light poured in.Torchlight. Moonlight. Too many shadows layered together.They came fast.Elders first—robed, silver-threaded, faces carved by age and authority. Then guards with spears already raised, wolves bristling just beneath their skin. Pack leaders crowded the entrance, eyes burning, nostrils flaring as they tasted the air.And then there were the others.Those who weren’t supposed to be here. Who had felt the pull and come running anyway.Every gaze snapped to Nyxara.She didn’t flinch.She stood at the center of the ruined chamber, hair loose, clothes dusted with silver ash, spine straight despite the ache screaming through her muscles. The ritual circle was gone—bu
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Chapter: CHAPTER EIGHTWhat Power Leaves Behind“For tonight,” he said softly.Nyxara laughed weakly—and then the laugh broke.It fractured into a sharp, humiliating sound as her legs finally gave up the lie they’d been telling. Kaelion barely had time to tighten his grip before her weight sagged fully into him.“Okay,” she muttered into his chest. “I am officially done being upright.”He shifted instantly, one arm bracing her back, the other sliding under her knees before she could protest. The sudden lift startled a breath out of her.“Hey—!”“You’re shaking,” he said, already moving. “Argue later.”She wanted to. Truly. Pride flared on instinct. But her body betrayed her, melting against him like it had been waiting for permission. Her wolf curled inward, exhausted but oddly content, as if it had finally eaten after centuries of hunger.Nyxara sighed. “I hate that you’re right.”“I know.”He carried her out of the ritual circle just as the last silver lines faded completely from the floor. The chamber lo
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