BOUND BY THE ROGUE ALPHA: SWORN TO THE LYCAN KING
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The first time I looked into Kael Draem’s eyes, I knew he wasn’t a man made for happy endings. He wasn’t crafted from kindness or tenderness. He was a wolf carved from scars and ink, a predator whose heart beat only for power.
And yet.
When his gaze pinned me in that crowded hall, when his voice claimed me as though the word mine had been written into his very bones, my entire world shifted. Every instinct told me to run. To fight. To hate him for the chains he wrapped around me.
But wolves are not creatures of reason. We are bound by instinct, by bond, by a pull stronger than any vow.
I told myself I despised him. That I would never bend, never surrender, never let his hands brand my skin with ownership.
But then there were nights when the fire between us burned too bright to deny. When the anger blurred into something sharp and breathless. When his lips hovered just above mine, and I hated him so much that it felt like hunger.
Kael was chaos. He was violence. He was the darkness I swore I would never crave.
And yet every time he touched me, every time he whispered in that low, ruthless voice that I belonged to him, the fragile walls around my heart cracked a little more.
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Chapter: The BeginningRIYA’s POVThe tower felt different that night. But I remember the warning carved deeply into my bone, every word my mom uttered as she lay dying. They were supposed to be our enemy, not one I’ll be acquainted with. My eyes snapped towards the hot burning wood. The fire snapped in the hearth, casting shadows across the stone walls, but the warmth did nothing to calm the restlessness inside me. My wolf paced beneath my skin, ears pinned back, claws digging, restless.The corridors outside thrummed with life—boots on stone, voices muttering, the occasional bark of laughter. I wasn’t alone in this fortress, not really, but I’d never felt more isolated.And then, like always, I felt it before I heard it.Kael.His scent curled into the room before he did—smoke, cedar, and something darker, something that wrapped around my lungs until I couldn’t breathe without thinking of him. The door creaked, and he stepped inside as if it belonged to him. Which, technically, it did.He didn’t speak
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Chapter: PracticeRIYA’s POVThe tower room was too quiet. Too perfect. Too much like a cage draped in silk. My body shifted turning on the bed. I didn’t sleep. Couldn’t. My wolf wouldn’t settle, pacing beneath my skin, claws scraping against my veins. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kael’s eyes—gray as storm clouds, endless, merciless.Mine.The word clung to me like a scent I couldn’t wash away. I breathed out a sigh of sorrow, or maybe relief. I had to get used to this one way or another, but I was lost, my body ache from the pain, I settled myself covering half my body with the blanket as I closed my eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep. *****The sun shone through the curtains, I still hadn’t moved from the spot by the window. I knew it was already dawn but I didn’t stir, I just waited. The courtyard below was alive now—warriors training in the yard, their growls and grunts carrying on the wind. Wolves sparring, their fur bristling, claws clashing.I should have felt at home among them. I did
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Chapter: RULESRIYA’s POVThe auction was over, but its echo lingered in my bones. I didn’t know where my next step would begin but I knew it was just starting. The chains on my wrists had been removed, yet the weight of them remained. Every step I took from the cold marble stage to the shadowed hall outside felt heavy, as if I was walking deeper into a life I hadn’t chosen.Kael Draem didn’t look back to see if I followed. He didn’t need to. The way he moved—broad shoulders cutting through the crowd, head held high—made it clear: wolves obeyed him. Even me. Especially me.The murmurs of the other bidders trailed after us like smoke. I could feel their stares, their whispers. The girl who fetched the highest price. The human-blooded wolf. The one Kael Draem claimed.But there was one gaze sharper than all the rest. Darius Draem—Kael’s stepbrother—stood at the edge of the hall, his arms folded, his jaw tight. Unlike Kael, Darius had no tattoos, no obvious scars, but his eyes burned hotter than fire
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Chapter: AUCTIONRIA’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the scent of smoke. It clung to the velvet curtains, seeped into the stone walls, and burned my throat as I struggled to breathe. The room was heavy with it, mingled with the musk of wolves. Hundreds of eyes burned into me from the shadows, and all of them were waiting for one thing.That would be me.I stood barefoot on a small stage, wrists bound in silver cuffs that dug into my skin, my gown nothing more than a pale scrap that offered no warmth. The chains were unnecessary, my wolf had been drugged into silence hours ago, my blood dulled with herbs that left my body weak. Yet still they chained me, because control was all these men knew.The auctioneer’s voice rose over the murmurs of the crowd. “Lot number eight. Ria Traem. Nineteen years of age. Lyra bloodline.”Whispers surged. Lyra. Even here, among the ruthless, that name carried weight.I kept my chin high, though my stomach twisted. I would not cry. I would not show them fear. That wa
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