Novel-novel oleh Zabdy

JAMES’S POVThe air in the council chamber was so thick it could be cut with a knife. The stench of stale testosterone and the palpable fear of five lower-ranking Alphas and three elders was giving me a migraine that Fenris was only making worse with his internal snarling. "You have to do something, James!" Raymond, the oldest member of the council, bellowed. "The leader of the Dark World has moved his troops to within ten kilometers of the southern border!" the man roared.I stared at him without offering a single word in response. My silence was heavier than any threat.On the other side of the room, another Alpha stood up, slamming his fist against the table. "Alpha, if I may, I believe you should give this matter more importance. Stop playing around with that thieving human who dishonored your seal! You’re keeping her in your quarters like she’s the crown jewel!" Alpha Liam spat.I leaned back in my oak chair, watching Alpha Liam with a calmness that I knew terrified him. "If

"Do you want to take a picture, or are you going to finish your job?" James asked, his voice cutting through the air with a coldness that snapped me back to reality."I’m sorry... I... I slipped," I managed to stammer, feeling my eyes prickle with the sting of humiliation.He remained silent for a few agonizing seconds. In the quiet, I could feel my own body betraying me, reacting to his overwhelming proximity."I don’t have time to request another maid," he finally said, his voice now devoid of any warmth. "So get up and dress me."With a jolt, I scrambled to my feet. My legs were trembling as I began to help him into his clothes. My fingers accidentally brushed against his skin, it felt like cold steel, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core. My hands shook so violently I could barely manage the buttons of his trousers.I was about to grab his shirt from the sofa when, suddenly, James seized my wrists, pinning me against his rock-hard chest. The impact knocked the wind out

Madeline’s POVOnce again, I was jolted awake by Martha’s shrill scream, followed immediately by a bucket of ice-cold water drenched over my face. The freezing shock stole the breath right out of my lungs."Get up, you little slut. The Head Housekeeper is waiting for you in the kitchen."A low growl escaped my lips; the sun hadn’t even begun to rise. I scrambled to dress and rushed out of my room to meet Anmary, the Head Maid. She eyed me from head to toe with a gaze dripping with a hatred I couldn't comprehend."Listen to me, you piece of trash. You’re lucky the Alpha didn’t toss you into the dungeons, but now you have to serve him," Anmary barked with pure disdain.She rattled off a list of instructions. My first task was to deliver a file to the Alpha along with his breakfast."Do not ask the Alpha anything. Do not look him in the eye. Do not enter his room at night, do not step foot in his office, and for the love of everything holy, do not try to seduce him. The last three idiots

“Look at me!” he commanded, one hand tightening around my throat. “Look at me and understand that this means nothing.” I held his gaze. There was blood on my lips, and my smile was a challenge. “You will never be my Luna,” he hissed into my ear. “You will never have a place by my side on the throne. You will die as a shadow in these cells.” “We’ll see who ends up on their knees, Alpha,” I whispered back. James let out a guttural roar—a mix of desire and hatred. For a second, I thought he would either kiss me or kill me. But he recoiled as if my skin were poison and stormed out of the cell, leaving me shaking with a rage that would soon become my greatest weapon. The grayish morning light filtered through the slit in my cell, a reminder that I was still alive, though every muscle in my body screamed in protest. There was no time to process the midnight encounter with James; before the sun had even fully risen, guards were already rattling the bars. They took me to the wa

The order was short, absolute. The pendant on my chest emitted a violent flash before going dark, allowing the hidden power to flow through my limbs like molten lava. My eyes ignited with a silver light, and reality dissolved into a blur of motion. It wasn't just a blur; it was a dance of death. The first rogue lunged, but my body reacted with supernatural speed. My claws, though hidden beneath a human facade, tunnelling into his throat with the ease of a hot knife through butter. The heat of his blood splattered across my face, and for a fleeting second, the agony of Caleb’s betrayal was replaced by a feral hunger for justice. The second wolf tried to flee as he saw his companion collapse, but I didn't allow it. I reached him in a heartbeat and snapped his trachea with one swift motion. The crunch of his bones was music to my wounded wolf. When my vision cleared, the silence had returned. The two rogues lay at my feet, mangled in a way that turned my stomach. Their ne

Madeline’s Pov My parents hid me within the hollow bark of an ancient oak while the world burned around us. They were children of the Goddess, a royal bloodline of kings, yet they died like common prey just so I could survive. I grew up in the shadows, a lowly servant to a pack that blamed me for every plague and every drought. After all, I had kept my wolf hidden. But all of that was about to change. “Just a few more hours... just a few more!” I repeated the mantra over and over in my head like a prayer. Today was my eighteenth birthday. In our world, eighteen didn't just mean shifting for the first time; it meant the fulfillment of a promise made by Caleb, the future Alpha. "Whether you are my fated mate or not, I will mark you as my Luna," he had sworn to me when I was sixteen. He was my only sanctuary, my only shield against the relentless humiliation of servitude. Before entering the mansion, I caught my reflection in a stagnant puddle. I possessed the ethereal beauty of m