LOGINShe was a Rogue with a buried past. He was a Crowned Alpha with everything to lose. But fate has its own cruel plans. Alera only wanted a quiet life—far from the world that once turned her childhood into ashes. But her unexpected reunion with Rayvan—the arrogant Alpha who once shattered her pride—awakens the scars she thought she had buried for good. Rayvan never imagined his mate would be a lonely, poor, insignificant girl. A Rogue? To someone of noble blood like him, that’s the ultimate disgrace. Alera swore she would never fall for his charm. Rayvan, too, fights the bond with pride and bitterness. But one by one, the veils of truth begin to fall—about Alera, about the Bloodveil Pack, the most powerful in Moonvale… and about who Alera truly is. Can they defy a fate neither of them asked for, or will they be trapped in a bond written by blood and vengeance?
View MoreAlera’s POVThe arrival of Professor Christian and some of our friends startled me. I also saw the same surprise in Rayvan’s eyes. We looked like thieves caught red-handed.“What are you doing outside the cabin this late at night? It's freezing out here.” Professor Christian stared at us flatly. It wasn’t like him to act this cold.“I couldn’t sleep, Professor Christian. So Rayvan and I talked for a while.” My voice trembled. I could see my friends looking at us suspiciously. There were Alan, Alex, Zack, and even Richard.“Talking in the middle of the night like this? You two wanted to cuddle, didn’t you?” Zack smirked, the corner of his lips curling upward.“Zack, it’s not what you think. We were just talking, nothing more.” Rayvan said firmly.“Just talking? I’m not a kid you can fool.” Zack sneered again, his gaze sharp and piercing. He had always been Rayvan’s rival.“Rayvan, Alera, I heard you’re dating. I know, maybe you wanted to spend time together or enjoy the night. But this
Alera’s POVI heard a voice calling my name, breaking through the night with a mix of desperate shouts and long, haunting howls. I glanced at the cheerleaders around me who were still fast asleep.“Aleraaaa...”The voice was unmistakably clear. Who was calling me at this hour? I grabbed my thick jacket and slipped it on for warmth before stepping out of the cabin. The camp was silent, every student seemed to have fallen into deep sleep.“Aleraaaa...”The call grew louder. I tried to follow the sound, my steps taking me toward the riverbank. It seemed to be coming from the other side of the stream. Could it be a Lycan in need of help?I walked along the river, scanning my surroundings. The world was drenched in darkness, lit only by the faint silver glow of the moon. The howling grew nearer, until my breath caught. Three grown men stood in front of me, their eyes glinting with something feral.“Finally, we found you, Rouge. Come with us. You don’t belong here. Alpha Damian is waiting f
Alera's POVThe howling grew louder, sharper, yet no one else in the hall seemed to notice. Was I the only one who heard it? Were there still packs living in Ravenshade? As far as I knew, they’d all moved to Moonvale.The scent of a Lycan was thick in the air. I knew some Lycans studied here, but their scent was never this overpowering. It didn’t make sense. Ever since my first shift, I’d become more sensitive to scents, sounds, anything related to Lycans. Sometimes I even had nightmares. I shook my head. I needed to focus on tonight.After briefly discussing why some students joined the winter camp, Professor Christian offered us words of encouragement—reminding us to be students with integrity, a thirst for knowledge, and the courage to innovate. He was well-known for being genuinely supportive of his students, always pushing us to grow and achieve something meaningful in life. He carried a warm, positive presence that made students feel at ease around him. No wonder Samantha admire
Alera’s POVWinter camp was the one holiday event everyone at college looked forward to. We weren’t camping in tents under the stars, but instead, we’d rented a set of wooden cabins nestled near the Ravenshade River.We brought quite a lot with us—thick jackets, wool socks, boots, flashlights, and survival gear like pocketknives and rope. There were meds, snacks, and ingredients for slow-cooked meals we’d prepare together.Each cabin could fit five people. Whether it was luck or some twisted joke, I ended up sharing a cabin with the cheer squad—Lilian, Clara, Samantha, and Lisa. I could only hope they'd tone down their usual bullying, even just a little.As I carried my bag toward the cabin, I spotted Rayvan and his friends unloading their gear. For a moment, his eyes met mine. My heart skipped. His scent still lingered, intoxicating as ever. I used to resist the pull of it, but now I didn’t even try. I let myself fall. He’s my mate.He smiled—a soft, beautiful smile that melted somet
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