Ruin Me, Alpha
Irene Harvey’s life comes crumbling when her mate rejects her on their wedding day and her father is arrested by her sworn enemy, Alpha Devon. This takes her back to square one, stripping her of every power she had as an Alpha daughter and turning into an Omega over night. To wash down the misery of being ruined by a man that not only arrested her father but had also killed her brother, she decided to go for a party.
In that party, she meets a mysterious man in which she is attracted to. He takes her to his private cabin and they share a hot, steamy night.
Irene Harvey’s life comes crumbling the second time when she learnt that the man she shared a steamy night with was Alpha Devon, the man she had always detested and the new Alpha of her Pack.
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“What do you want?” Irene spat, not bothering to flip the light on. His scent that she loathed with every fiber of her being announced him before his lips did.
“You,” he replied softly, as if he hadn’t just snapped an innocent man’s neck for merely speaking to her.
“You need to leave me alone, Devon.” Her voice crackled with frustration and fury.
“You know that’s not possible,” he said, voice smooth as silk.
“Stop this madness! What more do you need from me? You took my family, stripped me of my title, forced me into an Omega’s life. You took everything. Just leave. Me. Alone. Please.”
In a blink he was inches from her, breath hot on her neck. “You don’t understand what you’ve gotten yourself into. This is do‑or‑die. Either I have you… or I kill every man who even breathes near you.”
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Chapter: The Luna's Warning The elevator doors were five steps away.I had my hand halfway up, ready to press the button, ready to leave the Alpha wing before my legs betrayed me, when a voice sliced through the corridor.“Irene.”I stopped.I didn’t turn.I didn’t need to.I knew that voice.I inhaled once. Exhaled once. Then I turned slowly.Astrid stood there.Not in her usual bouncing, dress she always clad herself in in the frozen world. Not in trousers with pockets full of notes and crumbs. She was dressed in a knee-length dress, fitted, elegant, the kind of thing that screamed Luna without begging for attention. Her hair was pulled back neatly. Her shoulders were straight. Her eyes—God.Her eyes were calm.Cold.Ambitious.This wasn’t the hy
Last Updated: 2026-03-08
Chapter: The Stranger“Really? Astrid? Of all people?”My voice came out flat, tired, furious. I was standing in Devon’s bedroom, hands fo9lded tight against my chest, back pressed to the wall like I’d been shoved there by fate itself. The room was dark, lights off, curtains drawn, silence thick. But I could see him as clear as day as he stepped into his room.My powers were back. Fully back.Devon wasn't surprised that I was in his room, he stood near the bed, shirt half-buttoned, sleeves rolled, posture relaxed in that infuriating way that had always made my blood boil and my knees weak at the same time. If anything, he looked… worse. Better. Sharper. More devastatingly handsome. Like death had polished him to appear even more better and sent him back to ruin me properly this time.He didn’t look surprised to see me.He looked annoyed.“I don’t have time for this,” he said coolly. “Or for y
Last Updated: 2026-03-07
Chapter: Ten Years LaterI opened my eyes, and my head pounded like someone had smashed it with a rock. Everything around me was blank—pitch black, like I'd fallen into a bottomless hole. I blinked hard, trying to make sense of it, but there was nothing. No walls, no floor, no light. Just endless void. I spun around, arms flailing. "Hello? Where the hell am I?"A flicker appeared in the distance, and then a woman materialized right in front of me. I jumped back, heart slamming. It was her—the witch who'd given me the grimoire, the one who'd warned me about Devon's memory wipe. Her eyes gleamed with that same eerie glow, her lips curling into a smirk."You," I snapped, stepping forward. "What did you do? The ritual—Devon opened his eyes, but then everything went black!"She tilted her head, chuckling softly. "Oh, sweetheart, the ritual worked just fine. Devon's back in the land of the living, memory of you scrubbed clean. But I forgot to mention someth
Last Updated: 2026-03-07
Chapter: The ErasureThe cold hit me like a slap, yanking me from the penthouse floor straight into that frozen Binding Hall. Statues of wolves and guests loomed, mid-snarl, mid-cheer, time locked in ice. My heart raced—Devon. He'd pulled me through. I scrambled up, spinning, calling out. "Devon! I'm here! I came back!"Silence. No growl, no arms crushing me close. Just echoing emptiness. "Devon?" I bolted down the hall, feet pounding on the marble. "Where are you? I chose you!"A door creaked open ahead. Molly stepped out, her ghostly form flickering, eyes sad. "Irene. You made it."I grabbed her arms. "Where's Devon? He called me—pulled me. I need him now."She shook her head, pulling me inside a dim chamber. "Come. You have to see."Thelma stood by a coffin, Astrid hovering nearby, and a guy I didn't know—tall, shadowy, must be Christopher—guarding the door. My stomach dropped. "What is this?"
Last Updated: 2026-03-06
Chapter: The Reckoning The cell door clanged shut behind me, echoing like a death knell. I sank against the cold stone wall, Gideon's shocked face still burned into my mind. Guards had hauled me away, their grips bruising, but I didn't fight. Not yet. Twenty-seven days. That's what Devon had said. Twenty-seven days until i lose yhe chance to ever see him again. My throat ached from that realisation. I do not know why it did. Day one blurred into night. No food, just stale water from a dripping faucet. I paced, replaying Devon's kiss, his plea. “Come back, Irene. I'll wait.” His voice haunted me, obsessive, unyielding. I slammed my fist into the wall, knuckles splitting. “Shut up,” I muttered to the empty air. By day two, hunger gnawed. A guard shoved in a tray—bread, gruel. “Traitor,” he snarled. I snatched the bread, tore into it. “Tell Gideon I want to see him.” He laughed, slammed the door. Day t
Last Updated: 2026-03-06
Chapter: The Devil's DoorI shoved Devon back so hard his spine hit the mahogany desk, papers scattering like startled birds. “Call the witch. Now.” My voice cracked like a whip. “Or I swear on every drop of blood you’ve spilled, I’ll tear this place apart, ghost by ghost.”He didn’t move, just stared at me with those storm-grey eyes, pupils blown wide. Obsession looked good on him, sick as that was. “You won’t hurt them,” he said, low and certain. “You’re not that cruel.”“Try me.” I snatched the letter-opener from the desk and pressed the silver tip to my own throat. “One push and I bleed out. How long before I’m a ghost too, Devon? How long before you have to watch me walk around with dead eyes like the rest of your puppets?”His face went white. Actually white. The Alpha who’d bathed in blood paled at the sight of one tiny blade against my skin. “Irene—” It came out broken.I dug deeper into my collarbone, claws out. A bead of blood rolled down my collarbone. “Call. Her.”He lunged, fingers locking a
Last Updated: 2026-03-05
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