The Alpha's Omega Luna
“You belong to me now.”
A promise. A threat. A hunger.
Kael Volkov is the Alpha of Shadows—merciless, cold-blooded, a king carved from power and violence. His command is law, his body a weapon, his touch a sentence. He needs only one thing to secure his throne, a Luna who rules just like him.
He never expected his wolf to snarl for a trembling Omega hiding in the dark.
Rebecca has survived by disappearing—an orphaned shadow masking her silver-white blood, the last heir of a murdered lineage. The monster who destroyed her world sits on the throne. And his son, Kael,the Alpha who drags her into his chambers and chains her to his presence is every whispered nightmare she grew up fearing.
She expects pain. Control. Domination.
What she doesn’t expect is the bond.
Every breath shared becomes a battle her fear against his hunger, her defiance against his command, her trembling innocence against his ruthless desire to claim, teach, consume.
He tells himself she is property.
His silence. His servant.
His obedience to shape with touch and punishment.
But his wolf knows the truth before he does,
The girl he caged is his fated Luna.
The fallen princess destined to dethrone him.
And when her silver fire rises, Kael must choose between the crown he bleeds for, or the woman he would burn the world to keep.
Dark desire. Forbidden bloodlines.
A bond born in shadows and sealed in heat.
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Chapter: The Instinctive ClaimKael’s POVThe pack meeting was the antithesis of the stifling silence in my private wing. Here, in the main strategy room, the air thrummed with the raw energy of governance. I sat at the head of the obsidian table, the weight of the pack’s survival heavy on my shoulders.“The eastern border remains vulnerable,” Beta Rhys stated, leaning forward, his usual snark absent, replaced by sharp focus. “The Rogues are probing again. We need to deploy the Third Platoon to cover that sector, Alpha.”“No,” I countered immediately. “The Third Platoon is inexperienced with defensive maneuvers. We shift the responsibility. Fourth Platoon moves to the eastern valley by dusk. We secure the gorge with traps; that’s their strength. Give them the order, Rhys, and ensure Gamma Torvin understands that failure is unacceptable.”Rhys didn’t argue. He rarely did on matters of strategy. He simply nodded, respecting the cold logic behind my command. I might be ruthless in my methods, but I was a good Alpha,my
Last Updated: 2025-11-04
Chapter: The Scorch of ObedienceRebecca’s POVI didn't sleep. Sleep was an impossible luxury in a room permeated by the presence of Alpha Kael Volkov. I spent the night sitting ramrod straight on the narrow cot, listening to the steady, deep rhythm of his breathing from the massive bed across the room. This cot was a sour contrast to the otherwise luxurious room of the Alpha much like me. A piece of stone amongst gold. Every shadow seemed to hold a threat, every minute stretched into an hour. The Alpha was not just a man; he was a silent, simmering force of nature, and I was trapped in his eye.The first rays of dawn brought a fresh wave of terror. My first duty would be to face him, to serve him.I slipped off the cot, swallowed the contents of the small vial the bitter, earthy liquid tasted like survival and moved to the adjoining bathroom. The stone tub, larger than the entire Omega living quarters, was a mockery of my former life. I carefully began filling it, adjusting the temperature to a lukewarm warmth, u
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Chapter: The Terror of ProximityRebecca’s POVThe journey from the Omega barracks to the Alpha’s private wing had been the longest walk of my life. My legs felt like lead, my blood like ice. Every step was a step away from the meager safety of the shadows and toward the blinding, terrifying light of absolute power.I had barely reached the servant’s passage before the whispers began.“Look at her. A dirt-caste Omega, thinking she’s special.”“The Alpha only took her to spite his father. She’ll be back in the kennels within a week, if she survives his temper.”The cruelest words came from a group of lower-ranking kitchen Omegas. Even among the bottom rung, I was considered the absolute lowest the "dust-wolf." I was notorious for my total lack of shift, a physical failure that branded me as weak, pathetic, and utterly useless to the Pack. I was the Omega of Omegas.I hated it. I hated having to wake up everyday and feel more human than a werewolf that I should have been. "A disgrace," one sniped, shoving her shoulder
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Chapter: The Alpha’s New Shadow (Kael’s POV)The silence in the Obsidian Pack’s Grand Hall was an insult. It was the heavy, suffocating quiet of wolves waiting for me to perform, to make a choice that determined their future. I stood before the hearth, heat failing to thaw the ice in my veins, every nerve ending screaming with dissatisfaction.I was twenty-eight, the Alpha, and utterly alone, atleast that’s what my parents keep screaming at me.My inner wolf, an obsidian beast of immense power, was pacing a relentless track in my mind, its low growl a constant, demanding thrum beneath my breastbone. Not here. Not one of them.For the third night this month, my parents had orchestrated a “Gathering” a polite term for a cattle call where daughters from every allied pack were presented as potential Lunas.Fucking pimps. The air was thick with cheap perfumes, nervous sweat, and the cloying ambition of hopeful mothers. It made my nostrils flare with disgust.I focused on the latest unfortunate soul standing before me: a
Last Updated: 2025-11-04
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