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Chapter 80: Nightmare Horse
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Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 83
Celeste POVOrion’s breath was warm against my skin as he slowly lifted my thighs.Then he kept lifting me up, and I arched my back instinctively until my wet coochie was at the same level with his face. I gasped, and held onto the iron bar above me for balance.Without hesitation, he buried his mouth in-between my thighs, his tongue swirling on my swollen clitoris like an expert.A soft moan escaped from my lips, and my thighs shook around his head. His lips didn't take any break.He was even more passionate than Keto with his mouth.I groaned in pleasure, unable to keep quiet. “Orion,” I gasped, my voice was laced with desire.My hips jerked against his mouth as the pleasure heightened. “Don’t stop… please, fuck."There was no gentleness in his approach, and my breathing became irregular as I felt orgasm building rapidly inside me.I was about to have the craziest orgasm of my life.Then, I couldn't help it as it came, my screams shook the basement. “FUCK ME,” I begged, my brea
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 82
Celeste's POVNot nearly enough nerve to go around, two boxes of binding cuffs, and three crates of wolfsbane salve.As I wiped the perspiration from my brow, I partially heard the conversation of omegas stacking herbs laced with moonstone into packs. There was a tense atmosphere in the prep hall, a mixture of storm tension and excitement for the upcoming full moon. To sense it, you didn't need to be gifted. The walls appeared to hold their breath as well."Celeste, would you please double-check the balm inventory?" With a clipboard in hand and a nervous tone, Maris inquired."Once more?" I raised a brow in echo. "Two nights ago, we already took stock.""I understand. However, either someone is stockpiling, or they are simply disappearing."This wasn't the first thing that had disappeared recently, so it wasn't the missing balm that made my stomach turn. And it bothered me more and more the more I thought about it. After putting that idea in my back pocket, I made my way to the medica
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 81: The Council meeting
Killian's point of view Council days are always exhausting.The room always smelled of polished tradition and the subtle stench of politics, not because I was afraid of them, definitely not, I wasn't. The High Hall was not designed with comfort in mind. Its purpose was to frighten and to give the impression of a sacred space. Banners from a century ago hang over our heads like judgment, and there are stone columns and panels made of dark mahogany. Everything was a reflection of high expectations, power, and legacy.And my brother was the target of it all today.Six elders in their ceremonial robes were sitting on either side of Sam, who stood in the middle of the room. His face was cautious, his hair slicked back. He was calm in fact too damned calm, almost."Samuel Rykov," said Elder Matteo, his voice piercing. "To discuss your reinitiation into the Obsidian Syndicate, you have asked for an audience and we have given it to you, so talk.”Sam lowered his head a little. "Thank you, El
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 80: Nightmare Horse
Celeste's POVWow! Isn’t life so good? Somehow, I was lucid enough to tell that all the craziness I was seeing belonged to a dream world. No, not a dream in the context of a future I desire. Not that. Rather, it was an actual my-eyes-are-closed-in-sleep dream. You know, a journey of the mind that it conjures up that you usually wouldn't be able to tell apart from reality.I initially believed I was having a lovely dream.In the middle of a field I didn't recognise, I stood barefoot, but for some reason, it felt familiar and of course welcome. The air smelled like wild mint and jasmine, and the grass felt soft underfoot. My favourite time of day was dusk, and the sky above me was tinted in gold and lavender. There was only a soft silence that enveloped me like a blanket; there was no wind.It was quiet. Warm. Secure.I heard laughter in the distance. The joyful, boisterous voices of children reverberated like a song across the silence. Even though I couldn't see them, the music gave me
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 79: A Good Day, Mostly
Celeste's POVI was so damn sweaty as I woke up. Something must have jolted me awake. At the moment, I couldn’t seem to think clearly.Why am I not surprised, though? Still, I was not as sweaty or out of breath as I tend to be in the mornings these days. Simply put, warm. Like a soft touch, the light brushed the bed as it spilled through the drapes. I buried my head more in the pillow and remained there for a while, listening to the noises of the neighbourhood starting to reverberate.Laughter, footsteps, and voices.Typical.Selene was seemingly nowhere, and that to me was a more than welcome development. No shifting ideas that weren't mine, no whispers in my mind, and no shadows pulling at the edges of my consciousness.I was alone.It was also pleasant.I slowly woke up my limbs by stretching beneath the covers. I felt the little wounds over my palm, traces of something I still didn't entirely recall, when my fingers touched the edge of the blankets. I couldn't bear the thought of
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 78: Peace talk?
Killian’s POVI sat in my office, eyes on the file in front of me. It was a thick folder, full of names—young pups, barely old enough to walk steady, who were being enrolled into the new training program. The idea was to teach them how to shift safely during full moons, so no one got hurt. Some of these kids didn’t even know what they were yet. And I needed to be sure we picked the right mentors for them.The list was long. But I didn’t mind. This was the kind of work that kept me grounded. Calm. Focused.My pen tapped against the corner of the file as I flipped another page, reading over names, pack lineages, and notes from their parents. I made little marks in the margins—just small things I’d remember later. I didn’t want to rush it.Then, five minutes in, there was a knock.It was soft. Hesitant. Like whoever stood outside the door wasn’t sure if they should be here.“Come in,” I said, without looking up.But the second the door creaked open, I smelled him before I even saw his f
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 77: Escaping my own reality
Celeste’s POVI walked across the wide lawn of Midnight Moon Paradise under the pale glow of the moon. The grass was very cool and soft beneath my bare feet. I kept my eyes on the ground, as If I was lost in my own thoughts, though I did not know what I was thinking about.I felt very restless, like a bird trapped in a cage. Vanessa’s face kept floating in my mind, but it was a half-remembered image, blurred at the edges. I knew I didn’t trust Vanessa, but I was worried even more about my own self. Somewhere inside me, something had gone wrong. My memories felt extremely thin, like they could slip away at any moment. I tried to hold onto a single clear thought, but it dissolved before she could pin it down. Every time I tried to remember a name, a place, or a promise, the words would just drift away.That confusion, that fear, was pressed down on my chest. I knew I needed a break from my own mind. I kept walking until I found a smooth concrete stone in the middle of the lawn. It l
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 76: Shadows of Deception
Vanessa’s POVCeleste was losing touch with reality.I saw it happen for a week, her laughter absent, her warmth lost. She avoided conversation and seemed to forget what she wanted to say in the middle of a sentence. Her eyes became dull, and she stayed alone. Tonight, I followed her.She paced alone through the dark corridors, almost robotically. When she stepped out into the open air, I stayed put, back there behind the tall hedges. She drifted, her hair brushing the moonlight as she moved across an empty field.Then she stopped.Her body was tense, and her head was tipped to the side. I could see her lips moving but heard nothing. My stomach twisted. It was unnatural and eerie. She was muttering to herself in a low, detached voice as if she were addressing someone only she could see."Celeste?" My voice called gently as I got closer to her. She spasmed violently, her head whipping toward me.
Alpha's Cursed Twain Chapter 75: The Hidden Code
Killian’s POVThe walls of my office had felt too confining, the metal cage of it closing in all around me.Celeste’s voice was running in my head, cutting like a knife. It cut deep enough that I couldn’t focus.How could she see me as a monster?My fists were clenched. I wanted to punch something.I flew out of my office and stalked down to the private training room, shouldering the door open with enough force that it slammed into the wall. The noise hardly penetrated. I grabbed the nearest heavy bag I could find, set my feet, and punched it with abandon.The opening pu
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