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Alpha’s Dark Redemption Quiet Before the Clash
Selina’s POVWhen Lucas left the room, the aftershock of him standing so close stayed with me like an ache in my ribs. His promise—the cold certainty behind it—settled over me like armor. He had said the thing I needed to hear and then some: he would make Jonathan disappear. He always said things that removed the immediate fear and then left me to deal with what came after.I should have felt relief. Instead, there was a hollowness that none of his vows could stitch shut. Jonathan’s words kept repeating in my head, an ugly loop: your son should be killed, he won’t survive, a boy who shouldn’t have been born. Each syllable scraped against the insides of me until I could barely breathe.Damon was asleep when I crept up the nursery stairs. The small house was quiet except for the soft wheeze of the baby monitor and the muffled night sounds beyond the windows. His tiny chest rose and fell, ignorant of prophecies and court whispers and monsters who played politics with lives. For a moment
Alpha’s Dark Redemption The Storm Beneath His Skin
Lucas’s POVThe night was too still. That kind of stillness that comes before chaos.I’d been in my office when the scent of fear hit me. Selina’s fear.It was faint but sharp—cutting through the oak and leather that usually cloaked this room. I froze mid-sentence, the pen snapping in my hand. Fear wasn’t an emotion my Luna wore often. She was built from fire and fury, forged in every war her bloodline survived. For her to smell like this… something had gone terribly wrong.When the door opened, and she stepped in, I knew it immediately.Her face was pale, her hands trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it behind that familiar strength. I rose without a word, the Alpha in me already restless, my wolf prowling beneath the surface. “Selina,” I said, voice low, rough. “What happened?”She didn’t answer right away. She closed the door, turned the lock, and leaned against it for a second, eyes closed like she was trying to steady herself. When she finally looked at me, I saw it—fear
Alpha’s Dark Redemption A linchpin
Jonathan’s POVI like orchestrating things. The world tastes better when I arrange the right pieces and watch how people move—predictable, delicious. So when I decided to ask Selina out, it wasn’t a whim. It was an experiment. A test. A lure.She accepted, of course. She always says yes to meetings that look professional, and she always tries to prove she’s in control. That was the plan: pick a neutral place, remove witnesses, and see what she would do when I stopped smiling and started asking the kinds of questions that don’t have polite answers.The restaurant I chose was discreet—a boutique on the quieter side of town, soft lighting, linen napkins. I reserved a booth that allowed for privacy while still letting me watch her approach. Watching her cross the room, I felt the old thrill—hunger that was not purely physical. She moved like a wolf that had learned to look like prey, controlled and graceful, and even now, fully dressed in her law-firm armor, she carried moonlight with her
Alpha’s Dark Redemption The Scent of Suspicion
Jonathan’s POVLife has been painfully quiet lately. Too quiet.The kind of silence that makes a man—or rather, a creature like me—start thinking dangerous thoughts. The city outside hums with noise: honking cars, chattering mortals, the rush of living things scurrying through their meaningless routines. Yet inside my penthouse, there’s nothing but stillness. The ticking of a clock I don’t need. The whisper of the air conditioner that I don’t feel.Immortality has its curses, and boredom is the loudest of them. But lately, my mind hasn’t been quiet. It keeps circling back to her. Selina.The wolf who shouldn’t matter.The woman I can’t stop thinking about.Ever since our last meeting at the coffee shop, something has shifted. I can’t stop replaying it—her voice, her scent, the faint tremor in her pulse that told me she was fighting her instincts. It wasn’t fear I saw in her eyes that day. It was knowledge. Selina knows something. And that makes her dangerous.The moment she walked int
Alpha’s Dark Redemption We will protect him
Selina's POVI counted every step from one end of the carpet to the other, back and forth, the nap of it crushed and wild under my bare heels. My toes caught on a loose thread with each circuit, a metronome for the grinding panic that had lived behind my breastbone ever since what happened the other night with Damon. Three days of trying to look like a Luna, a mother, someone in control. And now, at two in the morning, with the house reduced to bone-quiet, the only thing holding me together was motion.I’d started in the living room. Then the kitchen, in a circle around the island, until the marble gleamed with my sweat where I gripped it. When that didn’t help, I retreated upstairs, reasoning that at least my body would exhaust itself before my mind could unravel me completely.But it never worked that way.I kept pacing, up and down the length of our bedroom, the windows black, the moon hiding its face behind thunderheads. Even the wolves in the woods were silent, as if they knew so
Alpha’s Dark Redemption He's only 6
Lucas's POVA hybrid. My mind caught on the word like a snare trap. The metal taste of blood lingered in the air—real, actual blood, not the metaphorical kind people invoke for drama. Damon wiped it off his cheek with the back of his hand, stared at the smear, and then licked it clean with a defiance that shot a line of ice down my spine. Six years old. Just six.Damon looked back, face dirt-streaked, blue eyes shining wild, and if there was fear in him, it was hiding.“A hybrid?” I managed, my voice splitting the silence the way a stone splinters still water. “Damon, was it someone you know?”He shook his head slowly. “Didn’t smell like anyone from here.” Then he paused, narrowed his eyes at me with that old-soul scrutiny he’d had since he could focus. “But not from Carr, either. Not even from the coast. It was new. Like—” he struggled for the word. “Like roadkill. Off.”Selina’s grip tightened, fingers trembling now, but only at the edges. She never let Damon see her scared. “You di
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