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Baine Family Love and War: Book 2 Finally My Own Love
Huling Na-update : 2026-01-27
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Alpha Dominic Baine's life is a constant torment, cursed to share his destined mate, Elizabeth, with his brother, Alpha King Alaric. Overwhelmed by despair and Elizabeth's blatant rejection, Dominic confronts his ancestor, the Moon Goddess Serene, who reveals the curse was cast by the witch Rosalynn's bloodline—which includes Alaric's true mate, Liza. Dominic rejects Elizabeth after discovering she faked the mate bond, but not before she kidnaps Alaric and Liza's son, Aero. Dominic is critically wounded saving the boy, and Liza's inner dragon executes Elizabeth. After waking from a coma, Dominic learns his sister, Aura, and over ninety other females have vanished in a mass kidnapping. He realizes his recurring dreams of a beautiful white wolf—a "dream angel"—are shared prophetic visions with Liza, and the Moon Goddess confirms the wolf was the first taken and must be saved. A bloody note threatening Liza and Aero reveals the kidnappers are insiders targeting the royal family. The true purpose of the ancient curse is revealed when Liza realizes it can only be broken if Dominic finds his true mate: Liza's long-lost twin sister, Samantha, the white wolf in his dreams. The brothers unite, turning their attention from personal heartache to a desperate war against the monstrous forces holding the captured females.
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Prologue
“Serene! Why won’t you help your own blood?!”
My roar split the night in two, tearing from my throat like something feral and wounded. The sound echoed across the clearing, flung back at me by the indifferent sky. I glared up at the swollen moon until my vision swam, my fists clenched so tight my nails bit into my palms. “I shouldn’t have to suffer for a curse you let happen! I shouldn’t be the one punished for *your* mistakes!” The heavens remained silent… but silence was its own confession. Because deep in the marrow of my bones—deeper than blood, deeper than rage—I knew the truth. The Moon Goddess, the serene, sacred deity adored by wolves across every realm… was my lineage. My great, great, great grandmother. My legacy. My burden. And thanks to her and Heka’s twisted interference, I was living a nightmare no wolf, no man, no creature with a beating heart should ever have to endure: **sharing my destined mate with my own brother.** A curse carved into our bloodline long before my first breath “Dominic…” The voice drifted behind me like a soft breeze—melodic, gentle, and so wrong it scraped down my spine. I spun, breath stopping in my chest. There she was. Serene. The Moon Goddess. My ancestor. Pale, luminous, ethereal—like the moon had peeled itself from the sky and shaped itself into a woman just to torment me. Light shimmered around her like a halo, but the glow only made the anger boiling inside me burn hotter. “I can’t…” My voice cracked. The words tangled. “I can’t do this anymore.” She opened her mouth, but the dam inside me burst before she could utter a single divine syllable. “I’m losing my damn mind, Serene.” My chest heaved as the confession ripped free. “Alaric and Liza keep insisting we can ‘figure it out,’ that we can make this fucked-up fate work, but I don’t want to share my mate! I won’t! Elizabeth doesn’t even look at me—doesn’t *see* me. She’s still caught up in Alaric like she doesn’t have a choice, like I don’t even exist beside him.” My voice shook, my vision blurring. “She tried to kill his son just to win him back. That’s how far this curse is twisting everything.” Hot tears streaked down my face—anger, heartbreak, humiliation all tangled together. My knees buckled and I hit the earth hard, the weight of destiny dragging me down until I could barely breathe. If this was all the Goddess planned for me… If this was the life carved in stars and blood… Why keep fighting at all? Serene stepped closer, moonlight pooling around her feet. Her expression softened, but not enough to soothe the storm inside me. “Fret not, my child,” she whispered, her voice like fog rolling over grave soil—soft, cold, impossible to grasp. “I heard your cry. But I cannot grant what you seek.” A hollow, bitter laugh ripped from my throat. “Oh, that is just fan-fuckin’-tastic, isn’t it? You show up just to tell me you can’t do a damn thing?” Her glow dimmed, shadows pooling under her eyes. “Only the witch who cast the curse can unbind it. Her bloodline alone holds that power. Seek the lineage of Rosalynn. They possess the key to what you desire.” Rosalynn. The name struck me like a fist to the sternum. Familiar. Uncomfortable. Coiled somewhere deep in memory. My mind scrambled, clawing through what I knew—what I’d ignored. And then it clicked. Liza. And her mother… Morgana. The realization detonated in my chest. They weren’t just involved. They were the *only* ones who could save me. My last chance. My final hope. My path forward—dangerous, twisted, and inevitable. And if Rosalynn’s bloodline was my salvation… Then I was already in deeper than I ever imagined.Pinakabagong kabanata
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Samantha’s POVPack Lands – Hours After the RescueThe world never felt this loud.Not with sound—not with voices or movement or the scrape of boots against stone—but with pressure. A low, relentless vibration that seeped into my bones and lodged itself at the base of my skull. Like the earth itself was humming beneath me, restless and alive, shifting toward something inevitable.The healer’s wing smelled of crushed herbs and old stone, of blood scrubbed too quickly from the floor and magic that hadn’t fully settled. Candles flickered along the walls even though there was no draft. Their flames bent and straightened, bending again as if reacting to something unseen.To me.I sat on the edge of the healer’s cot, fingers curled white-knuckled into the blankets, knuckles aching from how hard I was gripping them. The fabric trembled faintly beneath my hands—not because I was shaking, but because everything was.Inside me, my witch paced.Not frantically. Not blindly.She was aler
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Ava’s POVSomewhere UnknownThe world smelled like metal again.Metal and cold.Metal and quiet.Metal and him.The scent clung to the back of my throat no matter how deeply I breathed, sharp and sterile, like needles made of air. It didn’t matter that the room itself was warm—almost too warm. The smell carried its own temperature, sliding beneath my skin and settling into my bones the way fear did when it stayed too long.I sat on a soft mat in the middle of the room. That part was new. Softer than the other places he’d kept me. No restraints bolted into the floor. No silver lines carved into the walls. Just the mat, pale and clean, like something meant to look kind.My feet were bare. The floor beneath them felt smooth, unnaturally smooth, like stone polished until it forgot what it once was. My shirt hung too big on my shoulders, sleeves swallowing my hands. Someone—one of the quiet people who never looked me in the eye—had braided my hair. Not very well. It pulled too tigh
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The Forest Bunker HuntDominic’s POVThe forest changed as we descended.It wasn’t sudden. No dramatic shift that announced itself outright. It happened slowly, insidiously, the way rot spreads beneath bark before the tree ever falls. The deeper we pushed into the territory, the older the land became. Trees thickened and twisted, their trunks scarred by time and lightning, their branches knotted together so tightly they blotted out what little daylight remained. Roots clawed their way out of the soil like exposed ribs, forcing us to slow, to pick our steps carefully. Moss swallowed stone and bone alike, softening everything it touched—except the air.The air was wrong.At first, it was subtle. A faint sterility beneath the loam and pine. Then it sharpened, growing colder, thinner, carrying an edge that had nothing to do with winter. No animal musk. No wolf scent. No living thing lingered here.Instead—metal. Antiseptic. Something faintly electric.My Alpha instincts bristled, h
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Dawn arrived like it was afraid of us. It crept across the pack lands in thin, uncertain bands of pale gold, filtering through the canopy in fractured beams that never quite reached the ground. The forest didn’t welcome the light. It endured it. Shadows clung stubbornly to roots and hollows, coiled tight around tree trunks, reluctant to loosen their grip. Predators understood that kind of quiet. So did I. The land was awake—but it wasn’t calm. It was holding its breath. So were we. Samantha sat near the fire pit where she’d been since the sky first began to pale, knees drawn tight to her chest, shoulders locked in a tension that bordered on painful just to look at. She hadn’t slept. Not even drifted. Her body was still, but her energy never stopped moving—low, restless, scraping at the air like a blade dragged too slowly across stone. Her witch was fully awake now. Not raging. Not exploding. Waiting. The flames reflected in her eyes, turning the gold feral, molten. There was
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