CHAINED TO THE CURSED ALPHA’S BED
Dark RomanceSteamyWerewolfAlphaPossessiveOmegaTwistedHate to LoveWeak to Strong
Hannah Adler has learned to survive by becoming invisible. A wolfless omega abandoned at birth and orphaned by a brutal pack war, she endures daily cruelty in the Crescenthood pack, where she has to fight for food, do degrading labor, and they constant remind her of how worthless she is. With her plans for escape just three months away, her fragile world shatters on the night of the blood moon when she was drugged, dressed up, and chained to the bed of the most feared man in the Bay Area.
Alpha Aaron Krest is a fractured king. Once a powerful ruler and CEO, he was cursed eight years ago by a vengeful witch, severing the bond with his wolf and turning his own beast against him. Now he drowns in agony, his silver eyes bleeding black as the curse drives him to destroy everything around him.
Desperate to save their Alpha, the pack offers Hannah as a sacrificial vessel, hoping her presence will calm the monster long enough for the blood moon to pass.
What begins as a night of terror and defiance slowly ignites into something far more dangerous. Aaron’s wolf goes unnaturally still in Hannah’s presence. She refuses to cower, challenging the cold Alpha with a fire no one expected. As forbidden desire flares between them, long-buried secrets surface: Hannah is far more than a worthless omega, and breaking Aaron’s curse may awaken a power that could destroy her or save them both.
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Chapter: A Curious Little FriendHannah’s POVI moved through the compound quietly, my head down, that was the trick to surviving here, be useful enough not to be punished and invisible enough not to be noticed.The social brutality of Crescenthood pack members never stops. A beta might shove past me in the hallway without a word. A group of deltas could laugh loudly about the wolf-less freak while I scrubbed nearby, knowing I could hear every word. I had mastered the art of not reacting, because that would only make things worse for me. This morning I was assigned to the lower courtyard garden, pulling weeds, sweeping fallen leaves, and cleaning the stone paths before the higher ranks came out for training. My hands were already dirty by nine o’clock, my back aching from bending over the flowerbeds.Then the small footsteps started.At first I thought it was my imagination, but then I heard it again followed me from flowerbed to flowerbed. I straightened up slowly and turned.A little boy, maybe five years old, st
最終更新日: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Distant Silver EyesHannah’s POVToday is not different from any other day. I've been working all day, I only took a short break to have my first meal of the day around noon and the rest of the day passed in the familiar blur of exhaustion and routine. After finishing the basement floors, I was moved upstairs to help sort laundry in the main service wing. My hands moved automatically, folding crisp shirts that belonged to wolves who never once looked me in the eye while my mind wandered to the one person whose presence seemed to loom over everything, Alpha Aron Krest. Even the mere thought of his name sent a quiet ripple of fear through my chest.I could count on one hand the number of times I had actually seen him since the Crescenthood pack brought me here eight years ago. Five times. That was it.The first was the day they rescued me from the ruins. I had been delirious with fear and blood loss, but I remembered a tall, massive figure with silver eyes cutting through the smoke like a blade. He hadn’t
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Chapter: Necessary EvilsDeclan’s POVI was sitting at the head of the mahogany table in the private meeting room. This room is only used for serious and secret meetings.The lights were turned down low so they were not too bright. This made long shadows fall across the faces of the six pack elders that I had specifically invited.Dr. Priya Nair’s absence was deliberate. I didn’t inform her of this meeting and my plans because I know she would have fought this plan with every medical and moral bone in her body, so it’s better she remained ignorant for now.My hands were steady on the table, but my stomach is twisted like it had been knotted with wire. As Aaron’s beta and cousin, I had watched him deteriorate for eight years but I can’t stand it anymore, I had to act.“Another blood moon in three days,” I began, my voice low and clipped. “The last one nearly killed him. He destroyed two floors, three enforcers are still recovering. If the curse surges again like that, we won’t be able to hide it from the pack…
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Chapter: The Wounded KingAaron’s POVI stood at the window of my penthouse office, staring at the landscape surrounding my pack. I hadn’t truly rested in eight fucking years, it’s barely four in the morning, my left hand gripped the bourbon glass Declan had left on my desk, I hadn’t touched it yet because alcohol only make my Eric my wolf angrier these days.My name is Aaron Krest. Alpha of the Crescenthood pack. CEO of Krest Enterprises. I am power incarnate but inside this body, I am at war with myself.It started eight years ago on a night much like this one, I had crossed Celeste, the half-witch who ruled shadows on the West Coast. I know according to the rumor, people think she was some scorned lover or romance gone bad, but no, I had destroyed one of her underground networks that was trafficking young shifters. I thought I was protecting my pack, then out of anger and retaliation she placed a curse on me. She wanted me to see what it feels like to lose control.The curse she placed on me wasn’t simple d
最終更新日: 2026-06-08
Chapter: The Girl in the ShadowsHannah's POVI dragged the scrub brush across the concrete floor, the sharp scent of bleach burning my eyes and filling my lungs. It's still dark outside and my knees hurt from the hours of kneeling on them, but I didn’t stop because I still have lots of work left to be done.My slender hands are rough from years of hard chore, gripping the brush tighter. I could feel the freckles on my honey-brown skin getting tight as sweat forms on my arms.My dark curls were pulled back into a bun but some strands kept sticking to my neck. I am twenty-four years old. At twenty-four, I have gotten really good at making myself seem invisible, just another person in the background, in this big pack house where nobody really pays much attention to.My large amber eyes stayed fixed on the floor. Looking up only invited trouble and I've learnt enough lessons about that. I hadn't always been the lowest of the low, a wolf-less omega scrubbing other people’s dirt, I was abandoned at birth, left on the edge
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