Chapter: “Are you coming in, or just planning to stare all night, Alpha?”Amara's POV The moon hung low in the sky, a perfect, luminous orb casting its silver light across the surface of the lake. It shimmered, a living, breathing tapestry of liquid starlight, its surface disturbed only by the soft, lapping rhythm against the shore. The cool night air, thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, was a stark contrast to the heat that had been building inside me all day. I stood at the edge, bare-chested and rooted to the spot, my gaze a fixed point on the water. This wasn't just any lake. It was our lake. The one on our territory where we had all learned to swim, where we had shared countless moments of our youth. But tonight, it felt different. It felt like a sacred space, waiting for her. My eyes, and the possessive gaze of my inner wolf, watched as Amara laughed, a bright, melodic sound that seemed to shatter the silence of the night. She kicked off her sandals, her movements fluid and uninhibited, and ran into the shallows. The water, a dark, vel
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-01
Chapter: "Oh, as if you’re not milking that for all it’s worth, Caden.”Caden's POV The scent of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee mingled with the undeniable, potent musk of Alpha and Luna, thick in the kitchen air. Amara was still in my arms, her laughter a bright, melodious sound that chased away any lingering awkwardness from Ryder and Jaxon’s untimely entrance. She was a vision of radiant warmth, perched on the counter in my oversized shirt, her bare legs swinging, her face flushed from our intimacy. “You still want those pancakes, Luna?” I murmured against her hair, my voice rough with affection. The primal need to mark her, claim her, still hummed beneath my skin. “More than anything,” she whispered, her arms tightening around my neck, her eyes sparkling. “And you promised to make them.” “A promise I intend to keep,” I replied, gently setting her down on the floor, my hands lingering on her hips. I turned to the pantry, a faint smile playing on my lips, already pulling out the flour and mixing bowls. The sheer joy of making her breakfast, of nur
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-26
Chapter: You better be ready to back that promise, Luna.Caden's POV The first thing I felt was her. Not just a faint presence, but her entire being. Warm. Soft. Tangled in my arms, her limbs draped over mine, our bodies a perfect, seamless fit. The low, even rhythm of her breathing stirred the hair at my chest, a gentle, hypnotic lullaby. Her scent, already irrevocably imprinted on my senses, clung to the sheets—a wild, intoxicating mixture of cinnamon and warm rain, mingled with the earthy musk of our shared passion. I kept my eyes closed for a moment, prolonging the exquisite sensation, savoring the way her curves fit so perfectly against me, her bare back pressed intimately into my chest. Every inch of her felt like a direct extension of me, a constant, comforting weight. Each subtle movement, each soft sigh, was a reminder of the night before—how she had moaned my name, a broken, desperate sound that had driven me to the edge; how her body had arched beneath mine, seeking, demanding; how she had whispered, husky and vulnerable, tha
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Chapter: You drive me mad, little Luna!Caden's POV The master suite, usually so bright and open during the day, was now bathed in the ethereal, soft silver glow of moonlight slanting through the tall windows. The quiet hum of the night, a symphony of distant crickets and the rustle of leaves, filled the air, lending an almost sacred intimacy to the scene. My gaze, as it so often did now, found Amara. She sat at the very edge of the massive bed, a vision of vulnerable strength. Her hair, a dark waterfall of loose waves, tumbled down her back, catching the moonlight in shimmering threads. The silk robe she wore, a delicate whisper of fabric, barely clung to her shoulders, revealing the exquisite curve of her collarbone and, more significantly, the faint, yet undeniable, mark I’d left there only days ago. My mark. A symbol of a bond so profound it resonated deep within my wolf. But her eyes… they told another story. Despite the soft light, shadows lingered there, deep and bruised, remnants of the day’s trauma. Faint, almost
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Chapter: "You handled that like a true Alpha Luna.”A Luna's Public Debut By evening, the subtle, insidious tendrils of gossip had clearly spread throughout the pack. The news of Eli’s brazen return, even without the full story, had rippled through the community like a stone dropped in a still pond. Pack members, drawn by an invisible current, had begun to gather on the sprawling lawn behind the mansion—a cluster of curious, concerned, or overtly impressed faces, with others whispering in hushed corners, their eyes darting towards the mansion’s entrance. When we finally stepped outside, the air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. I kept my head held high, my spine ramrod straight. Even though my stomach twisted with a potent mix of nerves and residual fear, I forced my shoulders back, embodying the strength they saw in me. Jaxon walked just ahead of me, his posture rigid, commanding, a silent colossus. His presence alone seemed to part the gathered crowd, forcing respect. Caden stayed meticulously
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-23
Chapter: “What was that sigh for, sweetheart? You bored? Want us to go find Eli and break his other ribs? I’m free right now.”Amara's POV By mid-afternoon, the grand mansion should have settled into a tranquil hum, a peaceful backdrop to the day’s fading light. Or it would’ve been, if not for the persistent, low-frequency hum of their hyper-awareness, and the way Ryder kept humming a tuneless, off-key melody under his breath while draped across the plush sofa, one arm lazily slung over my shoulders, effectively pinning me to his side. His lightheartedness was a thinly veiled attempt to lighten the mood, but the tension radiating from him was palpable. Caden sat in an armchair across from us, his golden eyes unnervingly sharp, even though his posture was outwardly calm. His fingers tapped a restless, almost imperceptible rhythm against his knee, a subtle tic that always betrayed his deep concentration or suppressed anxiety. He was thinking, always thinking. Jaxon stood by the tall window, staring out at the long, winding driveway that led to the pack lands, his arms crossed over his formidable chest, h
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-22
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King
Ava Sinclair is drowning in debt, desperate to save her critically ill twin brother. With nowhere else to turn, she seeks help from Damian Blackwood—her ruthless, emotionless CEO. But Damian has problems of his own. As an Alpha who despises women, he’s being pressured by his powerful grandmother to marry within a week. Furious, he vows to marry on his terms.
A drunken call mistakenly connects him to Ava, where he demands she find him a woman. She misunderstands, insults him, and calls him a pervert. The next day, Damian summons her, revealing he knows about her financial struggles. He offers her a deal—marry him in exchange for clearing all her debts. Ava agrees but sets strict conditions: no touching, no mistresses in their home, and no breaking the contract.
Damian smirks, thinking it will be an easy arrangement—until his wolf stirs at her presence. Despite his hatred for Omegas, his possessiveness grows. His wolf whispers, She is ours. Mark her. But Damian refuses to accept it. His past—his mother’s betrayal—fuels his loathing for the mate bond.
Yet, Ava fights back against his dominance, defying him at every turn. Tension simmers, jealousy flares, and his control begins to shatter. When a rival Alpha targets Ava, Damian is forced into battle—not just against his enemies, but himself. In a moment of desperation, his wolf takes over. He realizes too late—Ava is his mate.
But she’s gone. Kidnapped. Enraged, Damian unleashes his fury, tearing through his enemies. When he finally gets her back, she is broken, unwilling to trust him.
For the first time, Damian Blackwood begs. "Give me one chance, Ava."
But she won’t be caged. Now, he must fight—not as an Alpha, but as a man in love.
Baca
Chapter: "She's being reassigned."Damian’s POV She’s slipping through my fingers. The thought was a shard of ice in my gut, a feeling I hadn't experienced since I was a child watching my father’s empire crumble around him. I had sworn then that I would never be powerless again. Never be at the mercy of another. I stared at my office wall, the sleek, obsidian surface reflecting a distorted version of my fury. The bourbon in my hand was now a forgotten amber liquid, the ice long melted, the initial burn a distant memory. But the storm inside me only grew, a churning vortex of rage and something far more dangerous. Ava Sinclair. That name was starting to taste like poison on my tongue. Not because she’d failed—not because she was incompetent, or weak, or stupid. No. The poison was that I wanted her far too much. I was a man who took what he wanted, and I wanted her. Her defiant spirit, her sharp mind, her fiery temper. It was a hunger I couldn't sate, a need that was becoming an obsession. And want… was weakne
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-06
Chapter: She hadn’t seen anything yet.Damian's POV I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. My reflection in the tinted glass stared back at me—harsh lines, bloodied knuckles, eyes burning with the storm I couldn’t calm. The man in the reflection was a stranger, an echo of the ruthless, calculating machine I was supposed to be. But the machine was faltering, its circuits shorting out. What the hell was happening to me? Since when did I feel jealousy? It was a pathetic, weak emotion. It was for men who couldn't command respect, who had to beg for loyalty. I was Damian Sterling. I took what I wanted. I didn't compete for it. Weakness. Pathetic. The wolf spat the words, a deep, contemptuous growl. She is ours. She will learn. Since when did I care where a woman went? Since when did one refusal feel like betrayal? Ava’s refusal was a domino effect, a crack in the dam I had built around my heart. Each domino that fell revealed a piece of me I hadn't known was there, a vulnerability I had never accounted for.
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-06
Chapter: She wasn't just a business deal sealed with a ring and a contract.Damian’s POV The cold air outside the hospital hit my face like a slap, but it did nothing to numb the fire boiling in my veins. It was a sterile, unforgiving kind of cold, a stark contrast to the suffocating heat of my rage. I didn't spare a single glance back at the sterile, white building, a monument to weakness and frailty. My strides were long, purposeful, each step a declaration that I was leaving that pathetic scene behind. The world outside the hospital doors was mine, and in my world, there were no compromises, no second chances. I walked straight to the car, a black armored beast that sat waiting, an extension of my will. My driver, a man who had been with me for years and knew my moods better than anyone, was already holding the door open. He saw the storm on my face and didn't dare meet my eyes. He knew better than to speak, to question, to even breathe too loudly. “Drive,” I snapped, the single word a command that echoed in the silent, luxurious interior of the car
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-06
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I don’t give a damn who’s watching!Ava's POV The air inside the ICU waiting area was thick with the weight of quiet prayers and the heavy silence of heartbreak. I sat hunched over on a cold plastic bench, a paper cup of untouched coffee growing colder in my hands, a bitter mockery of comfort. My eyes stung with the constant burn of unshed tears, my soul ached with a profound, terrifying helplessness. Eli was still inside, behind the closed glass doors. The steady, rhythmic beep of machines was a constant, fragile metronome of his life, a sound that both terrified and anchored me. Doctors, their faces grim and tired, moved around him in a silent, methodical dance, their very movements a chilling testament to the severity of his condition. When I had asked one of them what his chances were, her gaze had fallen, her words a quiet, devastating finality. "He needs a miracle." I was trying to hold on to that word, to that faint, flickering hope, trying to build a fortress of faith in a place where none existed. Until the
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-04
Chapter: I’m choosing humanity over heartlessness!Ava's POV I was still sitting in the cold, hard chair beside Eli’s bed, my hand wrapped tightly around his limp, unresponsive one, when my phone buzzed violently on the chair beside me. The harsh vibration, a sound of the outside world, cut through the profound stillness of the ICU room like a blade, a jarring, unwelcome intrusion. Damian. His name lit up the screen in stark, white letters, cold and commanding, just like his voice, just like his presence. My heart, already a fragile, broken thing, hammered against my ribs, a new kind of terror seizing me. I let it ring for a second, my thumb hovering uncertainly over the decline button, a desperate, childish impulse to shut out the world, to hide in this sterile, silent space. But I answered. I knew, with a bone-deep certainty, that declining the call would only make the inevitable fury worse. “…Hello?” My voice was a raw, cracked whisper, a fragile sound stripped of all its strength by exhaustion and grief. “Where the fuck are
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-03
Chapter: Just hang on a little longer, okay?Ava's POV The jarring ring of my phone sliced through the mundane routine of my morning commute, a harsh, unwelcome sound that broke the rhythm of the city. I was on my way to the office, distracted, my mind replaying the cold, empty silence of the mansion and Damian’s parting words, sipping the lukewarm, bitter coffee that I had forced myself to buy. Bia. My heart seized in my chest, a cold, hard knot of dread. Something in me, some deep, primal instinct, knew before I even answered. The name on the screen was a harbinger of a different kind of storm. “Hello?” My voice trembled, a fragile sound that belied the frantic terror seizing my insides. Bia didn’t speak at first. Just the sound of heavy, ragged breathing on the other end of the line, a sound of profound distress that mirrored the one I could feel building in my own chest. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken tragedy. Then—“Ava… it’s Eli. His condition… it got worse. Much worse.” The world tilted on its axis, and
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-02
Chapter: A Life FulfilledElowen's POV The sprawling meadow behind the packhouse was in full, glorious bloom, a vibrant, living canvas stretching to meet the horizon. It was a wild ocean of soft lavender swaying gently in the moonlit breeze, dotted with the sun-kissed faces of daisies and the delicate chime of tiny bellflowers. The night was warm, thick with the lingering heat of a long, sun-drenched day, now steeped in that golden hush that only came with the deepest hours of summer. Fireflies, tiny living jewels, danced in slow, mesmerizing spirals through the tall grass, their ephemeral glow flickering like whispered magic, mirroring the silent, ancient pulse of the earth. Above, the stars shimmered—endless, eternal, stretched across the indigo canvas of the sky like a blanket of scattered diamonds, each one a tiny world of light. It was one of those rare, perfect nights when everything felt exquisitely still—when the very air seemed to hold its breath, as if the world itself was savoring the profound qui
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-29
Chapter: Whispers in the Hall – Pack Reaction to Lyra’s PowerElowen's POV The next morning, the grand packhouse, usually a bastion of calm and order, buzzed like a disturbed hive. A palpable tremor of unease, mingled with a surging tide of fervent curiosity, rippled through the gathered members. The word had spread faster than wildfire, carried on the invisible currents of pack telepathy and hushed whispers. Some claimed to have caught the impossible golden light through the upper windows of the nursery, a beacon of otherworldly power. Others swore they had felt a subtle tremor in the very air—like a soft, resonant thunder without a storm, a deep hum that resonated in their bones. But one thing was certain, undeniable, and spoken of in hushed, awe-filled tones: the Luna’s daughter, barely three months old, had done something no newborn of their kind ever had. She had glowed. “Elowen?” Mira, the head omega, a woman of gentle wisdom and quiet authority, approached me cautiously in the bustling hallway. I was rocking Lyra in my arms, attempting
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-28
Chapter: The Night Lyra GlowedElowen's POV It began as a deceptively peaceful evening, one that lulled the senses into a false sense of ordinary tranquility. The persistent rain of the afternoon had finally come and gone, leaving behind a crisp, clean scent of wet earth mingling with the sweet perfume of blooming petals from the rain-kissed gardens. The packhouse, usually a bustling hub of activity and conversation, was unusually quiet—almost too quiet, a hushed anticipation hanging in the air. The only sound breaking the serene stillness was the soft, contented cooing of Lyra from her cradle, nestled by the dancing flames of the nursery hearth. I had just stepped out of the nursery, intending to retrieve a fresh cup of chamomile tea, having asked one of the gentle omegas, Elara, to keep a watchful eye on Lyra while I was gone for mere minutes. Ranon, ever the diligent Alpha, was in the training yard, his powerful form likely cutting through the lingering dampness of the air. Alaric, the meticulous strategist,
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-28
Chapter: Lyra – 3 Months Old: A House RebornElowen's POV The ancient stone manor had never felt more alive. It wasn't because of the increased number of formidable guards now stationed at every entrance, their presence a silent, unwavering promise of protection. It wasn't even because of the blooming gardens that had seemingly burst into vibrant, impossible life since Lyra’s birth, as if infused with a new, potent magic. No, the true transformation, the undeniable vibrancy that now hummed through every stone, every beam, every shadowed corridor of the packhouse, was the sound of laughter—deep, unfiltered, joyous peals that echoed from dawn till dusk. And it all, unequivocally, came from her. Lyra. She was three months old now, a miraculous miniature of our combined love. Her cheeks were soft and plump, dimpling with every giggle. Her lashes, impossibly long and dark, curled delicately over her luminous eyes. And her laugh… gods, her laugh… it was a pure, melodic sound that could halt even the fiercest Alpha mid-command, disa
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-28
Chapter: A Quiet Night – Just Them and LyraElowen's POV The moon, a luminous disc of pearl, hung low in the velvet sky, casting long, ethereal silver shadows that danced and shifted across the bedroom walls. The only sound in the vast, quiet room was the soft, comforting crackle of the hearth fire, its flames a warm, flickering counterpoint to the cool moonlight. That, and the gentle, impossibly soft breaths of our daughter, a tiny symphony of new life. Lyra lay nestled in a small, exquisitely carved cradle beside our grand bed, a delicate masterpiece of dark wood and soft, organic cotton. Her tiny chest rose and fell with each peaceful breath, a perfect rhythm that seemed to orchestrate the entire room. Her little fingers, miniature and perfect, twitched in her sleep, curled instinctively around the edge of a pale blanket, hand-stitched with intricate patterns of golden thread that shimmered faintly in the dim light. I sat propped against the headboard, my legs curled to one side, tucked comfortably beneath me. My soft, w
Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-28
Chapter: The Pack Meets LyraElowen's POV The morning sun, a benevolent cascade of light, poured through the towering stained-glass windows of the Great Hall, painting the ancient stone floor in a breathtaking mosaic of vibrant colors—shards of ruby red, sapphire blue, and molten gold. The grand hearth, at the far end of the hall, blazed with a comforting roar, casting a warm, flickering glow across the vast room as the pack gathered in hushed, expectant waves. Whispers, soft as the rustle of autumn leaves, filled the air. A palpable sense of anticipation hummed beneath the surface, mingling with quiet joy and respectful curiosity. But overriding it all was an undeniable current of reverence, a deep, shared acknowledgment of the sacred moment unfolding. At the very center of the hall, bathed in a pool of multi-colored light, I sat on a raised platform, meticulously cushioned with layers of opulent silks and soft, inviting furs. My body still ached, a deep, persistent throb from the monumental effort of labor,
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Masuk
