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Mate Rite Gone Wrong
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Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Mate Rite Gone Wrong
Damien's POV (The Mating Rite) The sacred vow had been spoken and now, her skin bore my mark. My canines had pierced her neck with a precision honed by centuries of instinct, yet my hands… they trembled. The ceremony Hall was silent now. The voices of the elders had faded. Evangeline hadn’t said a word since she signed the contract. She stood still, jaw tight, her eyes glassy and distant like she wasn’t entirely here. And I hated that. Because I had imagined this moment so differently once, years ago, in dreams I never dared give voice to. I had pictured reverence, emotion, surrender. Not a woman standing before me like a warrior walking to her execution, not her shoulders squared as if bracing for the worst, not her eyes so hollow, so distant that for a second I wondered if she even felt the bond settle between us. The mark pulsed. I could feel it already forming its tether, an invisible thread connecting her heartbeat to mine. It wasn’t complete yet; the full effec
Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Decaying Bond
Damien's POV Hours later I hardly remembered leaving Evangeline’s room. My head was fogged, body hollowed out by the echo of her words—her anger, her accusations, her plea for escape. Yet something deeper had shifted beneath my ribs, and I needed distance to breathe, to think, to steady the storm inside my chest. So I wandered through the fortress halls, moving without real intent, until I found myself in Yharina’s chamber. It was quietly lit by dim lights and herbs hanging from the rafters, the air rough with earthy warmth. She looked up from the mortar and pestle she was using, her soft eyes immediately registering my unrest. “Alpha,” she said quietly. I paused. My throat was dry, and my heart pounded like a trapped bird. I wanted to speak, ask questions, for clarity but the words locked in my chest. She set aside her tools and rose, her eyes narrowing with concern. “Did something happen between you and her?” Her directness surprised me. Most people would avoid the ques
Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Brink of madness
Evangeline's POV His words echoed in the silence again. “So… will you consent?” My heart had just begun to slow, still thrumming with the memory of what just happened, his words...fuck! he knew how to use them. We had come so close to something I never thought I would allow myself. But now something had shifted inside me, hardening with bitterness and fear. I swallowed, staring down at my hands, my fingers trembling under the weight of my decision. “I… can’t,” I stated. My words tasted like ash. His expression went quiet and calm, impossible to read before he asked, softly but with a knife-edge of steel, “Why not?” My chest heaved. I trembled, but I forced my gaze to his. “Because you’re insane,” I said, quieter than I felt. But each word struck me like a blow: insane. Crazy. The word echoed in the room and so did my anger. He flinched, just a fraction, almost like he expected more, and I felt something coil inside me: confusion, remorse, rebellion. “You’re twisting m
Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Rut in me
Evangeline's POV Gods....the moment his hands moved down my waist, a tremor ran through me. Heat. Real, burning, bone-deep heat. He didn’t even touch me the way I expected like rough, just a careful slide of his fingers across my hips, like I was fragile and breakable. Was that mercy? No. It felt like reverence. My breath caught as his forehead brushed mine again. Damien's body was so close, his scent thick in the air—sandalwood and something darker, untamed. I hated how much I liked it. How my body responded even when my mind screamed at me to stop. How could someone I despised so deeply make my chest flutter like this? I’d kissed him out of spite. To win a game I didn’t even know the rules of. But now… I wasn’t sure who was winning. He was breathing heavily, like every second he held himself back was some small war. I could feel it. The restraint. The torment. The firestorm just under his skin. I knew I was playing with something I didn’t understand. His hand
Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Heated Closeness
Damien's POV The footsteps receded down as if it suddenly felt my presence fading like a released breath. For a moment, the oppressive tension that had coiled within me loosened. I exhaled slowly and let my shoulders drop, aware of the tremor in my chest that hadn’t subsided. How many more... Every shift of my bones and muscles ached, as though my mind and body were precariously suspended between duty and reckoning. I glanced toward Evangeline. Her hand was against the wall yet she stood steady. I turned as though leaving, moving away from the heat of her gaze. Then she spoke quietly, surprising me. “Damien,” she called gentle but firm. For the first time she called my name, it had a resonance when she used it. Not like Alpha, not boss, just Damien. I paused, caught in mid-step. “Who was the lady you went to meet earlier today that was looking for you?” she asked. I closed my eyes. Damn her timing. She’d asked what I practically didn't want, how closely she watched and
Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce Rising Differences
Damien’s POV The corridor was quiet as I walked it anyway, my steps echoing off the cold walls of the east wing, the one Draven had claimed for himself when he returned to the fortress last moon cycle. A place where till this day, I didn't know the reason he chose to live in that part of the fortress, perhaps where his demons would never stay sleeping for long. He wanted to talk right after Evangeline had rushed in and talked about him out of the blue. I already knew something was wrong. When I reached the tall door carved with the crescent sigils of our bloodline, I paused for a moment, my fingers flexing at my side. A cold unease stirred inside me like something older. I knocked once. No answer. Then I pushed the door open. Draven stood near the hearth, his hands shoved into his pockets, his back to me. Firelight licked across the edges of his face, painting him in fractured golds and reds. He didn’t turn as I entered. He didn’t have to. “You wanted to see me,” I said ca
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