Trapped in the Den of Alphas
Only the strongest will survive…
A raging battle between the high elves and the werewolves comes to an end in a brutal way. Families are destroyed. Innocent lives are lost. An entire species is wiped out by one cruel act of war.
The Culling.
For the past seventy years, the elves have celebrated their victory over their mortal enemies, unaware of the danger that still lurks deep within the heart of the forest.
The Den of Alphas.
Led by the ruthless Alpha Conall, a small but determined group of Alpha males remains. Left behind to live and breathe their heartache every day. Frozen in time with nothing but the memories of lost loved ones to fuel their thirst for revenge. When Eden Nestoriel, an unassuming yet well-connected wood elf, accidentally falls into their path, she is taken prisoner by the wolves to protect their secret. Despite their reluctance and mutual disgust, Eden and Conall share a strange, inexplicable connection. One that will intertwine their futures together in the most explosive way. Will they continue to battle against the bond that draws them together? Or will they give in to the desire that threatens to consume them both, discovering well-hidden secrets of the past along the way?
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Chapter: Chapter 7“What’s your name anyway?” Mateo asks, opening the door that leads out into the hallway.“Eden,”“I’m Mateo.”“Yes, I know. I heard the others say it the night I was brought here.”“Yeah, I bet you did,” he scoffs. “They were pretty pissed at me.”I become distracted as I look around the semi-familiar hallway. It really does appear different in the daylight. I can now see that the thick walls are paneled with dark mahogany wood and decorated with various oil paintings of all shapes and sizes. The floorboards have elaborate red and black patterns that have worn over the years. The ceilings are high, indicating the sheer size of this place. Of course, it’s not anywhere near the size of the Palace of Morween, but it’s not an average house either. A mansion might be a better description. This floor of the house seems to be rectangular. I stop momentarily to look over the balcony that stretches around the whole corridor. It looks down onto the floor below, where there is a large sitting ro
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Chapter: Chapter 6Eden's POVI stand by the sink as the pipes reluctantly splutter to life. A small burst of water explodes from the faucet, followed by a steady trickle. I desperately cup my hands underneath, waiting for them to collect just enough liquid to bring it to my lips. I drink it down without a thought, the overwhelming thirst taking over any worries I might have had about its cleanliness. Thankfully, it tastes fresh enough, and my shoulders drop in relief as I press my wet hands against my face.It’s been a few hours since I woke to see the sunlight beaming in the window. Unfortunately, my failed escapades with the curtain pole last night have left me with little shade against the heat that circulates the suffocating room.I turn the tap off and wonder if this is all part of their plan. Maybe none of them wants to be the one to kill me, so they have left it up to nature to decide my fate instead. Be it starving to death or boiling alive in this unbearable heat.I look down over the muddy ra
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Chapter: Chapter 5Eden's POVPRESENTMy eyes widen as the door in front of me is thrown open. I try to turn around, but the dog’s grip on my wrists is so fucking tight that I can’t move.“Come on, in you go, elf,” he says calmly, releasing my arms and giving me a firm nudge inside the room.I stumble a little over the hem of my soaked, muddy dress and then spin around quickly to see the blond man look at me one last time before he reaches for the door handle. “NO, DON’T! NO, PLEASE DON’T!” I cry out, making toward the door in a desperate run. It slams in my face, rocking the foundations of the old, crumbly stone walls in the process. “YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!” I scream furiously, battering my balled-up fists against the solid wood. “LET ME OUT!! LET ME OUT NOW!! YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET THIS!!”There is no reply.Of course, I’m not entirely stupid. I know in my heart that my efforts are in vain, but this rage inside me needs an outlet, somewhere to go before my brain explodes within my skull. So, I continu
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Chapter: Chapter 4“This is all very exciting! We have never been treated to an after-dinner show before,” my mother says as we take our seats in the open-air theatre.I take a moment to look around the circular structure, which is now rapidly filling up with the citizens of Morween. Rows upon rows of high elves. Men, women and children who have come out tonight to be entertained by the first-ever Culling stage performance.The stage, set up in the center circle, is lit with a soft glow but remains empty at the moment. Just then, I see a swish of color appear before us, and I rise to my feet to greet Queen Siofra.“Your Majesty, this is a wonderful celebration,” my mother compliments sincerely.“Thank you, Iriel. I hope you and Haleth enjoyed the feast?” the queen enquires with a kind smile.“Absolutely, Your Majesty.”Then, the queen turns her attention to me, and I bow my head respectfully before she takes both of my hands in hers.“Eden, you grow more beautiful by the year. Tell me, how are your stud
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Chapter: Chapter 3I hear a knock on my door just as I fix the last tendril of my lilac-colored hair in place. “Come in!”Swiftly, the door opens, and my mother appears inside the room. “You look beautiful, Pia Náre,” she coos as she looks over my gown for this evening. “And I love that you kept your natural hair color tonight.”“Thanks, Mother. Yours is pretty too. I love the blue on you.”“You think?” she asks, fluffing up her voluminous up-do. “I’m not sure about it.”I watch as she walks toward my dressing table, touching the petals of the Violet Sipple flower, which stands in its white marble plant pot. Within a few seconds, her hair color begins to change, and I shake my head in amusement as every strand flits from vibrant bright blue to soft purple.“Perhaps I just fancy matching my daughter tonight,” she shrugs with a grin. “Are you ready to go?”I take a deep breath and nod as she examines me with obvious skepticism.“I’m fine. I promise.”She walks over and lifts her hand to my face sympatheti
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Chapter: Chapter 2Eden's POVEARLIER THAT DAYI close my eyes and breathe in deeply. The scent of the forest soothes my soul in so many ways. The delicate whisper of morning dew hangs in the air, clinging to my skin, wrapping me in its fresh, cool embrace. I listen to the sound of robins and blackbirds gleefully twittering and tweeting their morning tunes. The forest replays their glorious chorus, with every chirp bouncing off the grand, towering trees overhead. I open my eyes and smile a smile that’s just for me as I watch a bright yellow butterfly land on a nearby oak tree.I like to be alone.In many ways, I prefer it. It wasn’t always this way, but perhaps after one hundred and twenty-seven years of living, one does become accustomed to the sound of their own internal voice.I bend down to examine the contents in the basket by my feet before gently selecting the delicate blooming flowers around the base of the large tree.White Spike Weed.It only blooms this way at dawn, so it’s the best time to f
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