Too Late To Beg, Alpha
**"If you die, who will keep Camilla alive? How can you be so selfish?"**
Those were my mother’s exact words after dragging my burned body back from the pack boundary. For twenty years, I was Riverfang’s secret—an omega locked away in the attic, drained of my blood every week just to keep their golden daughter alive.
I thought I would die in that dark room.
Then the Regent of the North walked in.
Lord Cassian. The Lycan King’s ruthless brother, feared across the lands for tearing Alphas apart with his bare hands.
My pack washed the soot off me, threw me into rags, and forced me to serve his tea.
They thought I was too broken to speak.
They thought a great lord wouldn't look twice at a scullery maid.
They were wrong.
The second my trembling hand set the cup down, Cassian froze. His eyes locked onto the needle scars covering my wrists, and his beast roared through the room:
*"The direct bloodline of the Dark Moon Pack... and my fated Queen."*
Riverfang sold me to him on the spot, laughing at the fool who traded gold for a dying servant.
They didn't realize my blood was the only thing keeping their pack alive.
Now, Riverfang’s lands are dying. Camilla’s stolen beauty is rotting away. And the Alpha who kicked me into the dirt is on his knees in the northern snow, begging for one drop of my blood to save his people.
I stare down at them from the throne, my mate’s arm around my waist and a crown on my head..
*You used me for twenty years. Now it's too late to beg.*
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Chapter: Chapter 15: The Vow in the DarkSeraThe doors of the royal bedchamber were carved from ancient mountain oak, reinforced with black iron clasps in the shape of prowling wolves.When Cassian carried me through the threshold, the silence of the room swallowed us whole.It was vast, warm, and smelled faintly of burning cedar, beeswax, and dried lavender. A massive granite fireplace roared against the far wall, casting long, dancing amber shadows across deep velvet rugs and polished volcanic stone. Heavy curtains of dark emerald wool hung around a colossal four-poster bed draped in soft white furs and silk quilts.To the right, an arched double door stood slightly ajar. Through the crack, I could see the glow of a second hearth, shelves lined with heavy leather-bound tomes, and weapons polished to a gleaming finish."This is the grand suite," Cassian murmured, his deep voice dropping to a quiet rumble as he carried me toward the bed. "My private quarters are through the adjoining door. No one enters these rooms without
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Chapter: Chapter 14: The Whispering CourtSeraThe journey from the border garrison to the heart of the North took two full days through towering mountain passes of black rock and blue ice.When the iron wheels finally rolled across the great volcanic drawbridge, the rhythmic rumble echoed over a bottomless glacial canyon. The sheer drop below was lined with sharp icicles as thick as ancient trees, glistening like silver teeth in the pale afternoon sun.Above us rose the Obsidian Citadel.It was not made of wood and mortar like Riverfang. It was carved directly out of the living mountain—a colossal fortress of black, volcanic glass that seemed to swallow the gray winter light. Jagged spires clawed toward the heavy snow clouds, their parapets guarded by massive iron braziers burning with pale blue fire.The carriage rolled through the great portcullis, entering the outer courtyard with a heavy clatter of iron-rimmed wheels."We are here, Seraphina," Cassian’s voice came soft from across the cabin.He had stayed by my side the
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Chapter: Chapter 13: Stolen TrinketsCamillaThe Great Hall of Riverfang had never looked so alive.Fires roared in every hearth, roasting pigs turned over open pits, and flagons of dark spiced ale flowed freely across the long pine tables. The warriors laughed, banging their wooden tankards together in drunken celebration.Father had declared a three-day feast. The Northern tax ledgers were piled in the center of the hall, burned to ash before the pack elders as proof of our greatest diplomatic triumph. Riverfang owed no grain, no timber, and no silver to the North for ten full years.And all it had cost was one useless, broken stray.I leaned back on the velvet-cushioned settee on the raised dais, letting out a delighted sigh as the maids set a silver platter of honeyed pastries at my elbow. Kael sat beside me, his arm wrapped possessively around my waist, his amber eyes bright with pride."To the future Luna of Riverfang," Kael murmured, raising his silver goblet toward me. "The woman who brought peace without sheddin
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Chapter: Chapter 12: The Eternal WinterSeraA sudden, deep shudder woke me.The carriage bounced over the hard, icy snow, the wheels crunching loudly with every bump. But it wasn't the rough ride that woke me up.It was the air.For twenty years, the air had felt heavy and damp, smelling of river mud, stagnant water, and the cloying lavender Beatrice used to hide my presence.Now, the air seeping through the edges of the velvet curtains tasted completely different. It was crisp. Sharp. It carried the pure, biting chill of mountain ozone and clean, frozen pine.The moment I inhaled, the dull ache that usually pounded behind my temples vanished. The dark binding runes on my wrists didn't burn; they felt cold and strangely quiet, as if the suffocating magic Tyler had woven into my skin was losing its grip."We have crossed the northern boundary," a deep voice rumbled across the cabin.I looked up.Cassian was sitting on the bench opposite me. He had pulled off his heavy armor, wearing a clean tunic of dark slate-gray wool cla
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Chapter: Chapter 11: The Dark SiphonCassianThe carriage rolled steadily over the frozen mountain track, but inside my chest, a dark, murderous storm was brewing.Across from me, Seraphina had finally drifted off to sleep. Wrapped in my heavy bear-fur mantle, she looked so small she seemed to disappear into the seat cushions. Her face was pale, almost translucent in the dim amber glow of the carriage lantern, and her breathing came in soft, shallow rasps.I stayed on the floor rug by her feet.Slowly, carefully, I reached out and lifted her right arm from beneath the fur. I had already cleaned and bound her left wrist, but I needed to inspect the other side before we reached the northern blizzards.I turned her arm gently under the lantern light.My jaw tightened until my back teeth clicked.Her right arm was worse than her left. The skin from her wrist all the way up to the inside of her elbow was covered in a dense web of puncture scars. But as I leaned closer, dabbing away a smear of soot near her inner elbow with a
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Chapter: Chapter 10: The Iron CarriageSeraThe interior of the carriage was warm.A small brass stove was bolted firmly to the floorboards near the front bench, radiating the scent of dry applewood and mountain pine. The windows were hung with thick, quilted wool curtains that blocked the bitter draft, and the wide seats were lined with dark velvet softer than anything my fingers had ever touched.Outside, the heavy iron-reinforced wheels ground against the frozen gravel road, accompanied by the steady, muffled thunder of fifty warhorses falling into escort formation.I pulled Cassian’s bear-fur cloak tighter around my neck, drawing my knees up to my chest. My bare feet were numb, crusted with dried mud and gray soot from the attic escape. Every muscle in my body throbbed with a hollow, bone-deep ache.Cassian did not sit across from me.He dropped down onto the fur rug at my feet, his massive frame folding into the narrow space between the benches with fluid, quiet grace. He pulled off his heavy black gauntlets, tossing
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