Surrogate Bride To The Alpha Stand-in
"I want you to feel every sensation I give you tonight. Every touch. Every shiver. Everything."
His lips traced a path of fire from the plane of her stomach to the hollow of her throat, finally claiming her mouth in a deep, consuming kiss. His tongue sought hers, a slow, deliberate invasion. And then, he introduced the cold.
A sharp, shocking block of ice met her parted lips. He held it there with his own mouth, the searing heat of his kiss a stark contrast to the biting frost. The cold stole her breath, a small, exquisite pain, but under the relentless warmth of him, the ice began to yield. Meltwater, cool and clean, trickled between their joined lips as he kissed his way down the slope of her shoulder, his face finally finding refuge in the tender curve of her neck.
A helpless, shuddering moan broke from her.
"Yes, ma reine," he murmured against her pulse, the endearment a dark caress. "Let me hear you."
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Driven by a fierce desire to wound the Alpha who bound her in a loveless, forced marriage, Magdalena sought solace and revenge in the arms of another. She never imagined the captivating stranger in the dark was her husband himself, concealed by a potent glamour and his own ruthless cunning.
But what happens when the mask slips? When the thrilling, secret lover she surrendered to is revealed as the very man she vowed to despise?
Can she flee from the web of his deception, or has her treacherous heart already made its choice, binding her to the one who is both her tormentor and her destiny?
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Chapter: 7: Mark of restraintThe cell door opened for the second time that day.Lena lifted her head, and she expected another tormentor. Instead, a young girl stood in the doorway while she held a tray of food. A heavy iron cuff was around her ankle, and that meant she was a slave."Take it back. I refuse to eat," Lena said, and her voice was hoarse.The girl set the tray down and knelt before her, and she met Lena's gaze."Luna," the girl said."I am not your Luna," Lena said, and her voice was sharp.The girl sighed. "You do not understand, do you. The longer you refuse, the worse my punishment will be. I am responsible for you now. I am your personal maid, and my name is Milicent."Lena lifted her head fully and looked at the girl. The girl's eyes were pleading and desperate, and they held no cruelty. They only held quiet acceptance.Lena's expression changed.She knew this life because she remembered the fear of a head maid's anger and the cruel denial of food as punishment.Memories of her time as a servant
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Chapter: 6: A wolf-man still livedThe next morning, Lena's eyes opened. Pain moved through her body. She tried to move, but her limbs felt heavy. Every part of her ached. Her muscles were stiff from the torment of the night before. She felt numb and empty.The cold stone beneath her reminded her that she was not safe and she was not free.The sound of boots echoed in the corridor."Where is she?"It was Darius.Lena barely had the strength to lift her head, but she heard the sound of chains being unlocked. Only then did she fully understand where she was. She was in a cell and a prison.The iron door opened with a groan.Darius stepped inside, and his presence filled the small space.He crouched before her, and his mismatched eyes studied her.Lena pulled back and tried to make herself smaller.His lips curled. "No, wife. That is not how you greet your husband."Her breath caught. "Stay away from me."He ignored her words. "Kara," he said as he tilted his head. "Do you not know why you are here.""I do not care. Pleas
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Chapter: 5: The wedding ritualLena's legs buckled as the guards dragged her forward. The rough stone beneath her feet scraped her skin raw, and the soldiers' grips were cruel as their hands bruised her arms while they hauled her through the threshold of the great hall and into the bitter night.The air outside was sharp, and it cut against her torn skin while it carried the acrid scent of burning herbs and something far fouler than herbs. That scent was blood.Before her, the ritual ground stretched wide and empty. Tall black pillars stood in a circle around the clearing, and those pillars were carved with ancient symbols that glowed faintly beneath the red light of the blood moon. Fires burned in iron braziers, and their flames rose into the air.A hush fell over the gathered pack.Faces surrounded her, and those faces were hostile and eager. Some of them showed cruel amusement while others were solemn as though they stood witness to a sacred rite. They had not come to watch, but they had come to enjoy her pain.
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Chapter: 4: His bride to be"Lena, flee."Her mother's voice was desperate and broken. Lena heard the pain in it through the smoke."No, Mother," Lena said, and her voice trembled. "I will not leave you. I will take you with me." Her hands shook as she reached for the woman who had given her life."You must," her mother gasped. Her breath was shallow, and her strength was failing. "Promise me you will survive. No matter what happens, you must live. Do you understand. Live, even if it means losing everything."A loud crash echoed through the smoke, and a burning log struck her mother's back. The impact shook the ground. The fire roared around them, and her mother's cry was lost in the flames.Lena's heart broke, and she let out a scream while she watched the one person she loved being consumed by the fire."Seize her," a voice said, and that voice cut through the smoke with authority.Lena spun around, and her breath caught in her chest as she saw the figure stepping from the flames. A gold mask covered half of h
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Chapter: 3: Taken away from slaveryThe guards held Lena firmly before the heavy oak door. The head slave emerged, and her face showed no emotion."The bath awaits," she said.Without warning, one of the guards spun Lena around, and he handled her without care. The sound of metal rang through the corridor as they knelt to unlock the chains that had bound her for nearly a decade.The weight left her ankle, and Lena stared at the ground in stunned silence.They had never removed the chains, not once in all the years of her bondage.The cuff had been more than just a restraint because it showed that she was owned and that she was a slave. The iron was made to slow her and to stop her from running so that a wolf could hunt her down.Yet now, the cuff lay on the ground.The absence should have brought her relief, but it did not.Before she could fully understand the change in her fate, rough hands shoved her forward into the chamber beyond.The smell of lavender and warm oils reached Lena as she was led into the room. Steam
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Chapter: The scorn of the parkhouseThree Hundred Years LaterCrimson Moon PackMagdalena was a servant bound to the Crimson Moon Pack, and she had been tasked with delivering refreshments to the chamber where Kara Voss, daughter of Beta Lydia, received her guests. The women had gathered to help Kara select a wedding gown for her upcoming marriage to their alpha.Lena stood in silence before the carved double doors with the tray steady in her hands. Inside, voices came from the room."Do you like this one," one voice said."No, the other one is better," another replied.Lena swallowed, and her throat felt dry. Kara's companions were known for their sharp tongues and sharp eyes, and they were always quick to treat her with scorn.She summoned what poise she could, and then she pushed open the doors and stepped into the chamber. The room fell quiet.She moved with care and kept her head bowed as she carried the tray of honeyed figs, spiced almonds, and goblets of dark, rich wine.The laughter stopped, and all eyes turned
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