เข้าสู่ระบบ“He shattered her heart. She’ll make him beg for a second chance.” In the world of wolves, fate never makes mistakes — but Alpha Kael Blackthorn refuses to believe the Moon Goddess could have chosen her. Evelyn Hart is an omega, a nobody. Weak. Unwanted. Barely tolerated by her pack. But when she turns eighteen, the impossible happens: she finds her mate — the ruthless Alpha of the Crescent Fang Pack. Cold. Untouchable. Feared. And he looks her in the eye and rejects her without hesitation. Publicly. Brutally. But rejection has consequences. What no one knows — not even Evelyn — is that her blood carries the legacy of a lost line of Moon Healers. Rare. Ancient. Powerful. And rejecting a healer mate comes at a price. As Evelyn’s pain awakens the dormant magic within her, Kael begins to unravel. Nightmares. Weakness. Rage. A slow decay of his wolf’s mind and body. The bond isn’t gone — it’s twisted. Poisoned. And the only antidote is the girl he destroyed. But Evelyn is no longer the soft-spoken shadow hiding behind the pack. She’s changing. Learning. Becoming dangerous. She may still be his mate… but she’s not his to command anymore. Let the Alpha beg. Let the healer rise. And let the fire between them burn so hot it could consume them both.
ดูเพิ่มเติมThe storm didn't stay confined to the estate walls. Gossip was a living thing, and it needed room to breathe, to grow, to spread its wings.By the second evening, I realized the whispers had spread like wildfire, slipping past guards who were supposed to keep secrets, past gates that were meant to contain information, past borders.In the dining hall, I caught the wary looks of visiting envoys. Men with silvered hair and heavy cloaks that spoke of long journeys and important business. They paused mid-conversation when I walked past, their weathered faces turning toward me like sunflowers following the sun.But there was nothing warm in their attention.Their eyes narrowed as they took in my appearance, cataloging every detail for later discussion. Their lips curled around my name as though it were something foul on their tongues, something distasteful they'd rather spit out than swallow.I didn't need to hear every word to understand the gist of their conversations. The tone was unive
The storm didn't stay confined to the estate walls. Gossip was a living thing, and it needed room to breathe, to grow, to spread its wings.By the second evening, I realized the whispers had spread like wildfire, slipping past guards who were supposed to keep secrets, past gates that were meant to contain information, past borders.In the dining hall, I caught the wary looks of visiting envoys. Men with silvered hair and heavy cloaks that spoke of long journeys and important business. They paused mid-conversation when I walked past, their weathered faces turning toward me like sunflowers following the sun.But there was nothing warm in their attention.Their eyes narrowed as they took in my appearance, cataloging every detail for later discussion. Their lips curled around my name as though it were something foul on their tongues, something distasteful they'd rather spit out than swallow.I didn't need to hear every word to understand the gist of their conversations. The tone was unive
EVELYN'S POV:Three days had passed since that night, yet every whisper in these halls still carried my name like a curse that wouldn't break.The walls of Kael's estate were not quiet. They had ears, and worse—they had tongues. Sharp, cutting tongues that dissected every moment, every glance, every breath I took within these stone corridors.For three days—its been three days since that night, and I had tried to bury myself in silence, to force my mind into stillness like a monk seeking enlightenment in meditation. But silence, I learned, doesn't mean peace. It only sharpens the sound of whispers that crawl under doors like poisonous smoke, weave through corridors like invisible serpents, and coil themselves into your veins until you almost start believing the venom they carry.I sat cross-legged near the wide windowsill of my room, morning light spilling over the polished stone floor. The stone was cold against my skin, but I welcomed the discomfort—it kept me grounded, kept me pres
The silence after Dax's departure pressed down heavier than the night itself, suffocating and complete.His words still echoed in the empty room, each one burrowing into me like poisoned arrows that I couldn't pull free. Dependent. Weak. Mark her. Keep her forever. The suggestions circled in my mind like vultures, picking at what remained of my pride.I ground my teeth, fists tightening against the arms of the chair until the expensive leather creaked under the pressure. My knuckles were white, every muscle in my body coiled tight as a spring ready to snap. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, snarling and clawing at the edges of my control like a caged animal desperate for freedom.He didn't care about pride. Didn't care about appearances or what it meant to be Alpha. All he wanted—all he needed—was her. Her touch. Her scent. Her presence to make him whole again.Go to her.The command wasn't mine. It was his, raw and insistent and almost feral in its intensity. The urge hit me like a






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