LOGIN“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room. I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace. It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped. He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears. “Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears. Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction. Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist. And everything changes. Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible. She begins to question everything about her life and her past.
View MoreAlora’s POVI woke up the next day with great pain stuck in my lower abdomen. I had felt it even before I woke up and I did. The pain doubled as I let out a small whimper, not wanting to wake Morgan, who slept peacefully curled up on my side, his left leg draped over my hip. My pendant began to glow in the dark room, getting hotter by the second. The. Morgan followed, bringing him out of his deep sleep. Sweat slicked my skin, and my body lurched before I could even think. I pushed him away and bent over the side of the bed and puked all I had in my stomach.Morgan’s hands were on me in an instant, steadying my shoulders. His voice broke with raw panic. “Alora!" Goddess, what’s happening?”I tried to answer, but another wave of dry heave overwhelmed me, bile rose in my throat and tears stung my eyes. Morgan lifted me gently, his arms tightening as if he could physically hold me together, and bellowed through the mindlink for the doctor.The door burst open minutes later, and the hea
Alora’s POVAnd then, it happened.The sky darkened. The full moon bled red, a sudden wash of crimson light spilling over us.Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd, and some of the guests began to shift to their wolf form.There was a smile on Selene’s face. “The Blood Moon had come out to bless this union.”My back arched, my skin shimmering before Nyx burst free, her white and silver fur gleaming like light itself. Power rippled off me in waves. One by one, wolves dropped, shifting, throats bared in submission. To me.Instinctively, my eyes sought only Morgan’s. I bowed my neck, offering submission to him alone.Slowly, Morgan shifted to his wolf form, Ragnar towering over the circle. He lowered his head only to me, and the world seemed to pause.When our gazes locked again, the blood moon faded, leaving room for the full moon to come out once again.Sele
Alora’s POVThe day for my mating ceremony had finally come.There were an array of gowns with colorful patterns to choose from. I struggled with making a decision until my eyes caught one.It was a purple-colored plain lace gown that accentuated my figure and complimented the color of my skin. The gown shimmered under the soft light, purple threaded with silver that only I could bear against my skin.There were also different displays of jewelry, but the silver necklace with hoop earrings was all I saw.Chloe had come in early to help with my make-up and also help me dress up.She stood behind me, his eyes radiating warmth and happiness. “You look like a goddess, Luna,” she said softly.“I feel like one,” I breathed.Chloe wore a sheer silver dress that clung to her exotic curves.As we walked out of the room, Jones was waiting on the balcony.On sighting me, his eyes lit up, and he walked close with a wide grin on his face, followed by Mike, whom I noticed frequented the packhouse a
Morgan’s POVThe chase was swift. Reports flowed back through the link: Violet and Carrick fleeing through back roads, disguised in thick clothes.My warriors hunted them in every nook and cranny of New York City while some trailed them in the clearings.Finally, they were caught trying to cross the packs’ border that was shielded from human eyes.Unknown to them, the pack link triggered the border security guards, and they got them before they crossed over the border .By the time I arrived in town, they were cornered, silver blades at their throats. Carrick’s face was pale, his false dignity stripped bare. Violet clung to him, her red gown torn, her eyes wide with the terror of prey caught in the open.“Alpha King,” Carrick began, trying to mask the tremor in his voice. “There must be some mistake…”“Silence.” My v
Alora’s POVMy whole body was locked on one thing, one truth that beat against my ribs like a trapped bird: Morgan was dying.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt his pain threading through the mate bond like barbed wire. Wherever he was, he was fighting real hard to stay alive, to stay sane. My hea
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains emotionally intense scenes involving medical emergencies and grief. Reader discretion is advised.Alora’s POVThe moment the word left her lips, I snapped into motion.I knew she wouldn't have the strength to push the pup because she had lost too much blood a
Morgan’s POVI sat on my bed staring down at my phone. The call I was about to make was the hardest decision I have taken in a long time.In all my years as Alpha, I’d sworn I would never hand my pack’s safety to a man like him.Xavier was my rival, my cautionary tale, the wolf every elder used as
Morgan's POVWe had just gotten home from the hospital. Alora was exhausted and had slept off in the car on our way home. She looked exhausted and drained.I didn't know what it felt like to lose a patient since I was not a doctor, but I knew what it felt like to lose someone for the first time. T
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