Claimed By The Ruthless Alpha
I never wanted a mate. Not in a world where power meant everything, where the strong ruled and the weak were nothing but pawns. But fate had other plans for me—dark, twisted, and utterly unforgiving.
The Alpha King, Lyran, was a legend among werewolves—a beast in battle and an insatiable conqueror in bed. His touch was both a blessing and a curse, The Alpha King, looked into my eyes passionately, Drew me closer by his side, till I get really wet. He began to advance very quickly by dipping his hands into my drilling wet pussy, that made me squirt crazily and hummed without limits. Oh shit, I was his mate, Alpha Lyran, had so many Lycans, and Omegas as his sexual slaves, but his name alone made Luna queens and Omegas drop to their knees. He was ruthless, powerful, and untamed. But he had never met someone like me.
For five years, I hid in the shadows, biding my time, sharpening my hatred. My parents were murdered in the brutal war between Lord Nazgus and the sorcerer king, Maharajah. I was only seventeen when everything was taken from me. And now, in the Greko Pack—a kingdom split into seven districts where power decides who lives and who dies—I am nothing more than prey.
Until Alpha Lyran claims me.
He believes I am just another Omega, a plaything to be used and discarded. He has no idea the monster he has chained to his bed. Because I am no ordinary shifter. I am the last of my kind—the deadliest of them all. A creature feared even in whispered legends.
A Wereraven and a Lycan hybrid.
And when I rise, not even the Alpha King himself will be able to tame me.
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Chapter: preparations Chapter 124.Preparations Ugarh POVAfter King Azanlin had already given instructions to his people on how to prepare for the attack on the Spirit World, I knew it was time for me to act as well. My task was to gather the council elders of Betmor Kingdom—the elders of the vampires—and begin our own preparation for the war against Queen Amira.The council hall was full that night. Torches burned along the stone walls, their flames flickering and casting long shadows across the room. The air was heavy with tension. Every elder, young and old, had come. The benches creaked under their weight as voices rose from all sides. Some were eager for war, others cautious, but all understood that this was no ordinary battle.The noise quickly grew out of hand. Everyone wanted to speak, and their voices clashed until the hall was full of confusion. I stood and raised my hand, my authority pressing down on them like a weight. Slowly, the noise faded until silence filled the room. My voice carried a
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Chapter: Threads of Patience, Bones of War Chapter 123Threads of Patience, Bones of WarAzanlin POVDawn found me awake before the patrol bells. I sat by the map table and listened to the quiet in the castle. The quiet was not empty. It had weight. It had promises waiting to be broken or kept.Elder Bram came in with his staff tapping slow on the stone. He smelled of smoke and herbs. He looked older at the edges, but he held his head high.“You are up early,” he said.“I could not sleep,” I answered. “Plans move like fish in my head. They will not wait for a good hour.”Bram lowered himself into a chair. “The first cells left before dawn.”“Good.” I pointed to the map. “Remi and Berra head back to Greko. Mara’s group seals the northern shrines. Kellan and his watchers take the Macret Mirror lessons. The anchors are being placed. How do you find the pace?”Bram studied the ink lines like they could talk back. “Steady. Not fast enough for the thirsty, not slow enough for the careful. That is a good place.”We spoke in short se
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Chapter: Azanlin’s CommandChapter 122Azanlin’s CommandAzanlin POVAfter I was done communicating with both Remi and Berra, I felt overturned and unusually light — like a storm that had finally passed. Their reports from Greko Pack were more than progress; they were proof that the plan we had sown in secret had taken root. I tried to pin down the feeling: equal parts anger, relief, hunger for what would come next. Lord Ugarh and I would finish what we started. Adolfa and Queen Amira would not survive the reckoning we planned.I left the council chamber with the steady, deliberate step of a king who had both lost and reclaimed himself. It had been too long since I had been in my chambers. The poison had taken more than my strength; it stripped me of small comforts, of ordinary routines. Now, at last, the healer had declared me whole. I wanted the simple things again — warmth, a meal, the plain quiet of my room. I wanted to remember why I fought.My rooms smelled faintly of cedar and old ink. I found the basin,
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Chapter: The Sorcerer King's RiseChapter 121The Sorcerer King’s RiseAzanlin POVI was able to break the bond and I remembered everything that happened to us from the start to the end. Lord Ugarh and I had already planned—his kingdom Betmor and my kingdom Fordge—so we would not allow Adolfa to fulfill the prophecy and to bring balance to the Seven Districts. They betrayed us, sending spies, thinking that would be the end of us; they believed both Betmor and Fordge would be left in ruin.But no. Queen Amira’s spies were captured, the poison was detoxified; nothing will ever destroy me or end me. I am the Sorcerer King, one of the most powerful witches that existed after my father Maharajah's death.Right now we continue from where we stopped. This is the time I will pass messages to all my spies across the districts to give me their reports and state their challenges so I will know where to strike first.I am the Sorcerer King. I have risen; my strength and valor will never be broken.Those who fail to obey me will t
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Chapter: Revival Chapter 120Revival Azanlin & Lord Ugarh’s POVAzanlin’s POVThe world returned to me in fragments—heat in my veins, the rasp of breath that wasn’t mine, voices cutting through the haze like blades. I opened my eyes and saw stone walls carved with old runes, their glow pulsing like heartbeats. My throat burned with the taste of venom, and my limbs felt heavy, pinned to the cot beneath me.For one terrible moment, I thought I was still dying. Then I felt pressure against my hand—strong fingers clutching mine, refusing to let go.I turned my head.Lord Ugarh.He looked death-touched, skin drained of color, hair damp with fever, but his eyes—storm-grey and relentless—were open. He was alive.“You breathe,” I whispered, my voice cracked.“You sound surprised,” he rasped, his lips twitching at the edge.Relief stung my eyes, though I would never admit it. My chest ached with every inhale, but something deeper burned—something binding. I had felt his pulse thunder in my chest when the veno
Last Updated: 2025-09-26
Chapter: The Cursed CageChapter 119The Cursed CageAlpha Lyran & Luna Prese’s POV Prese’s POVThe bars glowed faintly, a dull red under the Blood Moon. Every time I touched them, the heat stung my skin, forcing me back. was heavy, thick with despair.Lyran leaned against the wall of the cage, his hand pressed to the wound at his side. Blood seeped between his fingers, dark and stubborn.“Hold still,” I whispered, tearing the hem of my dress. I pressed the cloth against him, trying to stop the flow. “You’re losing too much.”He gritted his teeth. “It’s nothing.”“It’s not nothing!” My voice cracked. I pressed harder, tears stinging my eyes. “You can’t leave me here alone. You hear me?”His golden eyes softened, even through the pain. “I’m not leaving. Not now. Not ever.”The bond between us pulsed, steady, grounding me. But the cage pulsed too, mocking us with its power. Lyran’s POVThe runes whispered. At first, it was faint, like wind in the trees. But the longer I stayed pressed against the bars, the l
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