Marked By My Captive Alpha
“You breathe when I say you breathe. You look at me when I command it. You belong to me, Little Bird… body, soul, and every filthy thought in between.”
Aria was born to be forgotten—an Omega with no name, no family, and no future. Beaten, broken, and sold by her pack to a slave auction, she swore she’d never submit again.
Until he walked in.
Damien Voss, the infamous Mafia Alpha whose name makes even kings tremble, bought her at a ridiculously high price—without blinking. To the world, he’s the devil in a designer suit. To Aria, he’s the monster who caged her, marked her… and awakened something inside her she can’t control.
She hates him.
She craves him.
And the worst part? Her wolf wants him too.
But when another Mafia boss whispers promises of freedom in her ear, Aria finds herself standing between two devils — one who wants to own her, and one who wants to use her.
Her heart beats for the man she swore to destroy, and her body betrays her every time he whispers her name.
“You can run, Little Bird,” Damien murmured, his hand closing around her throat, possessive and tender all at once.
“But I’ll find you. And when I do, you’ll beg me to chain you again.”
In a world ruled by blood, power, and secrets, love is the most dangerous sin.
And Aria is about to find out that the devil doesn’t just want her submission—
He wants her soul.
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Chapter: 47. I'm right here Aria's POV Damien carried me to our bedroom without a word. His arms were steady even though I could feel the tension in his muscles, the exhaustion radiating from him.He set me down gently and stepped back, running a hand through his blood-matted hair."I need to clean up," he muttered.I wiped my eyes quickly and nodded. "Let me help."He looked at me for a moment, something flickering in his gaze, then he turned toward the bathroom.I followed.The water ran hot as I turned the shower on, steam quickly filling the space. Damien peeled off his torn, bloody shirt and tossed it aside. The wound on his shoulder was deeper than I thought, angry and raw."Sit," I said, pointing to the edge of the large tub.He raised an eyebrow but obeyed, lowering himself down with a slight wince he tried to hide.I grabbed a clean cloth and knelt beside him, wetting it under the warm water.When I pressed it to his shoulder, he hissed through his teeth."Sorry," I whispered."I've had worse," he sai
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
Chapter: 47. I'm right here Aria's POV Damien carried me to our bedroom without a word. His arms were steady even though I could feel the tension in his muscles, the exhaustion radiating from him.He set me down gently and stepped back, running a hand through his blood-matted hair."I need to clean up," he muttered.I wiped my eyes quickly and nodded. "Let me help."He looked at me for a moment, something flickering in his gaze, then he turned toward the bathroom.I followed.The water ran hot as I turned the shower on, steam quickly filling the space. Damien peeled off his torn, bloody shirt and tossed it aside. The wound on his shoulder was deeper than I thought, angry and raw."Sit," I said, pointing to the edge of the large tub.He raised an eyebrow but obeyed, lowering himself down with a slight wince he tried to hide.I grabbed a clean cloth and knelt beside him, wetting it under the warm water.When I pressed it to his shoulder, he hissed through his teeth."Sorry," I whispered."I've had worse," he sai
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
Chapter: 45. Brutal trainingAria's POVDays went by.Damien trained me like I was preparing for war.He pushed harder than he did with any of his warriors. Harder than I thought was possible.Every morning, before the sun fully rose, he dragged me out of bed and onto the training grounds. Every night, I collapsed back into it bruised, exhausted, and furious.But stronger."Block!" he barked, coming at me with a strike that would've broken ribs if it landed.I twisted out of the way just in time, feeling the air whoosh past my side."Stop dodging and counter," he snapped."I'm trying!""Try harder."I snarled and lunged at him, aiming a punch at his jaw. He blocked it easily, grabbed my wrist, and twisted. Pain shot up my arm, and I dropped to one knee with a hiss."Predictable," he said coldly. "You telegraph every move."I yanked my wrist free and shoved him hard in the chest. He didn't budge."Maybe if you actually taught me instead of just beating the hell out of me, I'd get better," I snapped.His eyes flash
Last Updated: 2025-11-25
Chapter: 44. Back to trainingAria's POVI woke before the sun.My body ached a little, my throat was raw from crying, and my chest still felt like it had been split open and left to bleed. But underneath all of that was something else.Anger.I was done. Done letting other people decide what happened to me. Done being some fragile thing everyone else had to protect or use or break.I sat up carefully, trying not to wake Damien. He was sprawled on his back beside me, one arm thrown over his head, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths.But I wasn't crying anymore.I slipped out of bed and grabbed a pair of leggings and a sports bra from the dresser. My hands shook a little as I tied my hair back, but I forced them steady.By the time Damien stirred, I was already lacing up my sneakers."What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rough with sleep."Getting ready," I said without looking at him."For what?"I turned and met his gaze head-on. "Training."He sat up slowly, frowning. "You're still recovering.""I
Last Updated: 2025-11-25
Chapter: 43. She was lied toDamien's POV The drive to Regan's pack felt longer than it should have.I sat in the back of the SUV, watching the road with rage burning in me. That's all I've been feeling lately. Rage. And I couldn't fucking help it. My mind ran through every method I'd use to extract information from that bastard.Aria had wanted to come.I'd told her no.She'd argued, said it was her right, but I shut it down before she could finish. The plan as to leave after she'd fallen asleep, but turns out she's been watching my every move, out of nothing but curiosity. She really wanted to know everything. I guess my promise wasn't exactly enough.Blake sat in the passenger seat, silent. My other men followed in two SUVs behind us, armed and ready. We weren't here for diplomacy. We were here for answers, and I'd get them no matter what it cost.When we pulled up to Regan's pack house, the wolves guarding the entrance stiffened.They recognized me.Good.I stepped out of the car, and the air shifted immedi
Last Updated: 2025-11-24
Chapter: 42. Nothing, AphaDamien's POV Three of my men walked into my office—Vin, Toby, and Blake. I'd sent them out weeks ago to dig into Aria's past, scrape up anything that might explain the spell, the nightmares, the fragments of memories bleeding through her sleep.They looked like they'd been through hell, but what was begining to annoy me was the fact that their hands were empty.I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled. "Well?"Marcus cleared his throat. "Nothing, Alpha."My jaw ticked. "Nothing.""We searched every registry. Every old pack archive. Every abandoned territory in the region." Blake stepped forward, expression grim. "There's no record of her. No birth certificate. No pack transfer logs. It's like she appeared out of thin air.""Impossible.""We know," Toby muttered. "But it's like she didn't exist before she showed up at that shithole pack."I pushed to my feet slowly, feeling the beast inside me coil tighter. "You're telling me that a werewolf just appears out of thin air? No fucking
Last Updated: 2025-11-22
Chapter: 25. RealizationBrielle's POV I didn't sleep that night.Instead, I sat on my couch with my laptop balanced on my knees and started searching.Moretti Enterprises came up first. Their official website showcased massive construction projects—luxury high-rises, commercial developments, an entire waterfront renovation project worth hundreds of millions.The company had been around for three generations. Started by Dante's grandfather in the fifties with a small construction crew. Now it dominated the city's skyline.I clicked through project galleries. Buildings I'd walked past a thousand times without realizing they belonged to him. Coffee shops I'd visited. Restaurants I'd eaten at.Pieces of my world that he owned without me knowing.The About Us page featured executive bios. Richard Moretti, Chief Operations Officer. Several other Morettis held various positions. All men. All looking dangerous in expensive suits.Then Dante's bio. CEO since age twenty-eight. Harvard Business School. Previously work
Last Updated: 2026-02-07
Chapter: 24. I saw everything Brielle's POVI couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those messages. Those transfers. The evidence of Finn's lies stretching back months.By sunrise, I'd given up trying. I showered, dressed, and drove straight to the marketing firm where Finn worked.The receptionist smiled at me. I'd been here enough times that she recognized me."Is Finn available?""He's in a meeting right now, but—""I'll wait."I sat in the lobby, leg bouncing. My phone felt heavy in my pocket, weighted down by all those photographs. Evidence of things I didn't fully understand but knew were dangerous.Twenty minutes later, Finn emerged from a conference room laughing at something his colleague said. The laugh died when he saw me.His face went pale. Actually drained of color right there in front of everyone."Bri. What are you doing here?"I stood. Walked over to him with a smile that probably looked deranged."We need to talk. Now.""I'm working. Can this wait until—""No."Something in my voice
Last Updated: 2026-02-06
Chapter: 23. Night searchSleep was impossible after Finn left. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling while my mind replayed every conversation we'd had about the Morettis.The way he'd gone pale when I first mentioned Dante's name at brunch. How he'd warned me that Morettis don't play games they don't intend to win. The tightness in his voice when he said it. Like he knew something I didn't.I sat up and grabbed my phone. Scrolled back through our texts from the past few months. Looking for something. Anything that might explain what was really happening.There. Three weeks before Halloween. Finn had cancelled our plans because he had to work late on a "big project." But when I'd asked about it later, he'd been vague. Dismissive.I kept scrolling. Two months ago he'd shown up to dinner wearing a very expensive watch. When I'd commented on it, he'd laughed it off. Said he'd gotten a bonus at work.But Finn had complained about money being tight just days before that.My stomach twisted.I thought about the Hallo
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 22. Finn's debtBrielle's POV I barely made it through my front door before collapsing onto the couch. My dress felt too tight, too constricting. I kicked off my heels and let them clatter across the floor.My phone buzzed. A text from Cassandra asking how the gala went. I ignored it. Couldn't deal with explaining what had happened when I didn't fully understand it myself.I changed into sweats and an old t-shirt, scrubbed the makeup off my face. Poured a glass of wine that I didn't drink. Just held it while staring at nothing.A knock at the door startled me. I glanced at the clock. Nearly midnight. Who the hell would be here at this hour?Another knock. More insistent this time.I padded to the door and checked the peephole. Finn stood in the hallway, and my stomach dropped at the sight of him.He looked terrible. Absolutely wrecked. Dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't slept in days. His usually pristine hair stuck up at odd angles. His hands shook as he lifted one to knock again.I yanked
Last Updated: 2026-01-29
Chapter: 21. Almost kissBrielle's POV His words hung in the air. I couldn't speak. Couldn't think past the heat flooding my veins and the way his eyes searched mine, desperate and wanting.Dante leaned in slowly. So slowly it felt like torture. His gaze dropped to my mouth again, lingering there with naked hunger.Pull away. Move. Stop this. Just fucking leave.The commands echoed through my head on repeat. Every logical, rational part of my brain fired warning signals, screaming at me to shove him back and run. To put distance between us before something happened that couldn't be undone.But my body betrayed me. I stayed frozen against the railing, fingers gripping the cold metal behind me so hard my knuckles ached. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning out everything except the sound of his breathing and the rush of blood through my veins.His face came closer. Inch by agonizing inch. His hands still cradled my jaw, thumbs brushing feather-light across my cheekbones. The gentleness of it made something
Last Updated: 2026-01-28
Chapter: 20. I can't help it Brielle's POV I couldn't take it anymore.When dessert arrived—some elaborate chocolate thing with gold leaf—I pushed back from the table."Excuse me," I said to no one in particular. "I need some air."Mom's eyes narrowed. "Are you feeling alright, sweetheart?""Fine. Just warm."I walked away before she could show her fake concern, weaving through tables toward the back of the ballroom. A server pointed me toward doors that led outside when I asked. The balcony was empty. Thank God.Cold night air hit my face. I gripped the iron railing, breathing deep, trying to settle the chaos spinning through my chest.The city spread out below.I had maybe two minutes of peace.Then footsteps echoed behind me.I didn't need to turn around to know who it was."You followed me," I said, staring at the skyline."Yes."At least he was honest about it.I whirled around. "You orchestrated this whole thing, didn't you? The invitation. The seating arrangements. Another manipulation to corner me some
Last Updated: 2026-01-17
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