LOGIN"When the cursed blood awakens, only the blood of his Moon-chosen mate can cleanse it. The life that purifies the darkness shall return to the stars." —THE ANCIENT PROPHECY. They have spent my entire life searching for the woman destined to save me. I have spent every second praying to my dead father they never find her. I never wanted her. I do not need a mate, and I certainly do not need saving. I am the heir to Shadow Pack and Nightfall Pack. The last of my bloodline. The monster my father died trying to erase. Then the mate bond snaps. Not with a princess. Not with the powerful Starborn Omega from the prophecy. But with a fat little thief caught stealing from my land. I reject her before anyone discovers she is mine. Keeping her close as my prisoner is the perfect way to prove fate made a mistake. Only fate never makes mistakes. As the darkness in my blood begins to awaken, kingdoms prepare for war, old enemies crawl out of the shadows, and the monster inside me hungers for blood. Now the only woman who can save my life is the mate I swore I would never claim. And if the prophecy is true— Saving me… …will kill her. She thought stealing from me was the greatest mistake of her life. She has no idea that becoming my mate will be far worse. [THE CURSED BLOODLINE SERIES BOOK II]
View More🩸WARREN🩸"From what your patrol told me himself, Alpha Modrid, before I sent his head back to Blackwood in place of an answer. Your son wanted to see whether I was truly my father's son." I let my eyes sweep the table one final time. "Isn't that the exact same question every single one of you came here tonight to answer for yourselves?"Silence answered me.Chairs shifted, wood creaking soft against stone as half the table found sudden interest in their own hands, their own goblets, anything that let them avoid holding my gaze a moment longer than necessary. Discomfort settled thick across the hall, heavy enough that I heard someone's breath catch and hold. Nobody wanted to be the one to break it first.Except Cassian and Thane, both fighting hard against laughter at the far end of the table, their shoulders shaking with the effort of holding it in, Thane's hand pressed flat over his own mouth. Nobody in this room had recognized either of them yet as anything beyond servants of Hous
💫RAYNE💫 It was almost completely dark by the time I finally found the moonleaf, the last of the daylight bleeding thin and gray through branches too thick to let much else through. I stared down at the small plant growing beneath a cluster of broad leaves, its silver veins catching what little light remained filtering down between the trees, thin threads glowing faint against deep green. Finally. I crouched low and carefully plucked several stems free from the ground, gathering them into the fold of my dress, my fingers already stiff and clumsy from hours spent searching. Lady Emery was going to be furious with me regardless. She had told me not to return until I found it, and night had already settled thick over this entire forest while I searched. I had no idea how long I had actually been out here, only that the trees around me looked nothing like they had when I first stepped inside them that morning. The trees had gone darker. The paths I remembered following had disappear
🩸WARREN🩸I stood at the edge of the rooftop, dressed in red already stained darker at the cuffs where I’d worn it too many days running without bothering to change it, and watched the first of the Alpha delegations roll through the front gate below.Carriages. Horses. Banners snapping stiff in the wind, each one carrying some crest I’d memorized decades ago without ever once caring what they meant.Not a single warrior among any of them.I counted again, certain I’d miscounted the first time, and found the same pattern repeating itself across every delegation crossing beneath my gate. A Beta. A manservant, sometimes two. No warriors. No war party trailing behind any Alpha bold enough to come here expecting a fight.They had come to talk. To measure. To decide, over wine and careful words, whether the son standing at the head of this pack deserved the same fear his father had earned through decades of proven strength rather than rumor alone.Cowards, all of them. The thought settled
💫RAYNE💫 I barely made it halfway to the dining hall before I realized I was smiling. I stopped myself immediately. Why was I smiling? I had just met a stranger. A handsome stranger, admittedly, but still a complete stranger, someone I would likely never cross paths with again once his Alpha's business at this Summit concluded. And yet the memory of those blue eyes followed me the entire way down the corridor, warm and bright in a way that reminded me of Alpha Warren's eyes without carrying a single trace of the coldness that made his own stare feel like it could strip skin straight from my bones. Mal. Just Mal. And to think, something warm and strange had fluttered low in my chest the entire time he studied me, some unfamiliar sensation I did not have a name for and did not fully trust myself to examine. I shook my head hard and tightened my grip around the basket of fruit until the woven handle bit into my palm. I had far more important things to think about than a stranger






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