I Stole The Alpha's Power In His Bed
Kaelen was prepared to die in the Executionary Ceremony. Instead, he was brought to the sheets of one of the most dangerous and sadistic Alphas to ever exist.
Kaelen was just a scentless, wolfless runt to everyone. Unaware of the fact that he was hiding a dark secret inside him. He was the last of the Eclipse wolves, meant to eat the Alphas inside out and consume their powers.
But his wolf has been dormant for years, waiting for a perfect host.
Vance, the highest Executioner of the King and also one of the most sadistic Alphas to ever exist, kills wolfless runts every year. But when he touched Kaelen, he strangely became obsessed with him. Unable to kill him, he brings him to his personal chambers.
Vance thinks he brought home a fragile and broken mutt to toy around and dominate, unaware of the fact that he brought a predator home who consumes his Alpha energy in every encounter.
With power dynamics changing, the submissive turning out to be the most dangerous and ruthless wolf, and the dominant Alpha losing his control, the line between captor and captive blurs.
Bring in a suspicious King who is dead set on killing the last descendant of the Eclipse blood.
Where pleasure becomes a weapon and love feels like a game, who is consuming whom?
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"What did you do to me?" I asked him, my voice strained with lack of energy, and a dark smile played on his lips as he easily pulled himself from my bed and grabbed me by the back of my neck.
His touch suddenly became stronger and more lethal than before.
"Don't stop yet, My Lord," he whispered in my ear, his touch sending waves of chills down my spine. "I had just started enjoying myself."
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Chapter: 5- The Power StruggleKaelenThe moment the wooden door was broken down, Vance's sword moved faster than lightning, stopping just an inch away from the council member's throat. The guards standing behind them looked petrified. The air surrounding us shifted. Oh, the beauty of the Alpha power. "How dare you break the door of my room while I was taking my mate?" Vance growled; his eyes glowed with a beautiful, lethal shade of molten gold. The royal council standing at our doorstep gulped, looking at the raging wolf before bowing their heads in submission. 'Oh, how beautiful it would be to have Vance submit to me when everyone submits to him, Kaelen.' My wolf purred inside me, making me close my eyes. Shutting him and his perverted thoughts out, I focused my attention on the commotion in front of me."Apologies, My Lord." One of them stammered out, looking down, partly from respect and fear, and partly because Vance was standing stark naked in front of them. "But the King has ordered an immediate inspecti
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Chapter: 4- The Royal DecreeKaelenI watched Vance lie unconscious on the bed beside me. The most feared Alpha, who couldn't be satisfied, was now sleeping on my chest after having his Alpha energy drained. Pushing him off me effortlessly, I sat straight on the bed. My eyes burned silver in the dark. My chest was heaving after having Vance's Alpha power settle inside me. The sudden surge of power inside me made me feel my wolf more. Is this how it feels to have Alpha energy inside you? All the bruises on my body healed. The scars faded away. I could feel the strength dwelling inside me. My vision became stronger. I could see even the specks of dust suspended in the air. I could hear even the slightest rustle in the woods. The stolen powers worked like magic.Everything inside me belonged to Vance. The power. The strength. But Vance— he belonged to me. I looked down at his peacefully sleeping frame. His otherwise cruel golden eyes now lay shut. His scarred chest was rising and falling peacefully. Recoverin
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Chapter: 3- Don't Stop Yet, My LordVanceEverything became blank with dark obsession and unexplainable need when the thrall got rid of his rags. His bare chest, filled with scars and bruises, was nothing I hadn't seen before. But the urge to claim him overpowered me like never before. He was not my first sacrificial mate. But he was strangely like none of them. When I pressed my heavy body down on his, my lips hungrily taking control of his mouth, kissing him with raw energy and passion, I expected him to cry and beg for mercy. But the runt didn't cry. He didn't beg. He kissed me back with equal intensity. "You're mine now," I whispered possessively in his ear, pinning his arms above his head, pushing his neck to the side as I licked the sensitive area of his neck, making him shudder. In that moment, I didn't care what King Tristan thought of lowlifes. I didn't care if the royals found it disgusting that I claimed a wolfless boy. I didn't care if he had a scent or not. All I cared about was claiming the boy under
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Chapter: 2- Dark DesiresKaelenWhile the storm was brewing outside, something very similar was also looming inside the carriage. With Vance pinning me down with his heavy weight, the wolf inside me snarling for release, and my human side fighting to keep the core shut to escape another release of the secret scent, the carriage kept rolling outside. "What did you do to me back then, runt? Why couldn't I kill you there?" He growled at me. His hot breath fanned dangerously close to my pulsating vein. "I— I didn't do anything, My Lord. Please— please don't kill me." The pathetic act of being a weakling made me sick. But the act had kept me alive for a decade now. And I needed to act like one until my wolf could be fully unleashed without requiring hosts to channel its power. "Liar." He purred, burying his face in the crook of my neck. He was searching for that scent again. I could feel him sniffing me. But I had clamped my core shut. I slipped the scent once by mistake. I won't risk it again, especially now
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Chapter: 1- His Sacrificial MateKaelen The courtyard of the Alpha Vance smelled of blood and fear. Kneeling on the cold grass, many others like me were waiting for death. The Execution Ceremony, as they called it, was around the corner. All the wolf-less werewolves, weak and crippled, would be killed by the Alpha himself. He was known for taking pleasure in killing everyone that he found worthless for his pack. Or better, he killed everyone Lycan King Tristan found worthless. To them, wolves like us were a disgrace to their species and name. "Head down, runt!" One of the guards hissed in raw disgust, slamming his foot against my back, and I fell on the ground. "What a fucking weakling!" Another guard scoffed, and I felt my eyes darkening at the disrespect. Wolfless. Scentless. Weakling. Disgrace. They called me all the names. After all, for them, I was just a runt. Someone who neither had a wolf nor any powers to live in this world. For them, I was just a waste of space and breath. Mocking laughter filled th
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