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2026-09-01 01:34:31
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Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha 12
"Get out of my face before I snap your neck, Everett," I say, my voice dripping with cold lethal promise as I step through the heavy iron archway of the Blackthorn Transit Complex.My knuckles are taped tight, bruised and raw from my third underground cage fight of the night, but my posture doesn't slip. I am Darcy Ellington. I am a human female, plus-sized and soft-looking to anyone foolish enough to rely on their eyes, but I survived twenty years in the shadow of the Ashford Pack without a wolf inside me. I don't cringe before Alpha wolves, and I certainly don't bow to corrupt territory enforcers.Director Everett Shaw stands in the flickering neon light of the loading dock, his posture stiff, surrounded by four heavy-set enforcers from the Black Sun Council. Behind him, the sleek, ink-black body of a Blackwood Range Rover idling nearby catches the faint moonlight."You have no jurisdiction here, Everett," I say flatly, slinging my heavy leather duffel over my shoulder. "The Ashford
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"Darcy, you just walked out of a pack exile," Landon notes, turning to look at me with a rare flicker of genuine concern in his eyes. "Your pulse is running fast. You're bleeding off raw tension.""I'm not bleeding tension, Landon," I reply, my voice dropping an octave as a strange, deep warmth begins to hum beneath my sternum—a sensation that has been growing stronger every day for the past month, a dark, heavy pulse that feels entirely un-human. "I'm starving."We descend the wet concrete steps into the pit. The air hits me like a physical blow: cheap liquor, sweat, ozone, and the thick, iron tang of wolf blood.In the center of the underground arena, a massive reinforced steel cage stands illuminated by harsh floodlights. Inside, a hulking wolf-shifter in mid-transformation—his jaw elongated, razor-sharp fangs dripping saliva—is currently beating a rival fighter into the blood-soaked dirt. The crowd is roaring, placing frantic bets with Redgrave syndicate bookies."Look who finally
Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha C10
"Step back before I break your jaw, Malcolm," I snarl, my upper lip pulling back over my teeth as the silver-threaded pack decree hits the heavy mahogany table between us.The heavy scent of scorched pine and fresh blood clings to the air inside the Silveroak Keep. My heart thuds hard against my ribs, an angry, frantic rhythm, but I keep my shoulders squared. I am a human raised among the apex predators of the Redgrave Territory, but I will not bow my head. Not tonight. Not to the man who called himself my father for twenty years."Watch your mouth, girl," Malcolm Ashford rumbles, his dark wolf eyes flashing a lethal amber. His Alpha aura rolls off him in suffocating waves, trying to force my knees to buckle. "You have no bloodline here. You never did. You were a mercy case we took in, a pity project. But Piper is back. The true bloodline of the Ashford Pack has returned, and we will not have a weak, wolf-less human polluting our legacy."Beside him, Celeste Ashford smoothes the front
Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha C9
"Young Miss, you must step back before the pack guards take your head!"Wesley Grant’s panicked voice echoed through the grand stone archway of Crownvale Moon, the highest sacred stronghold in Ravenshire City. The old pack elder’s knuckles were white as he clutched his silver-trimmed cane, his grey wolf eyes wide with terror.I didn't step back. I didn't even slow my pace.I wiped a streak of dark, black-market Zetro Vesper blood off my cheek with the back of my leather glove, letting my heavy boots carry me straight past him. My hips swayed with deliberate, unbothered weight, my full-figured body filling out the tailored black coat I had stolen from an Ashford enforcer. They called me a fat, bloodless human parasite when they threw me out of Ashford Manor. They said a girl built like me, with no wolf and too much flesh, was fit for nothing more than scrubbing the floors of the Eastmoor Quarter slums.They were about to learn how heavy my shadow could get."Get out of the way, Wesley,
Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha C8
"Who gave you permission to breathe my name without kneeling?"I didn't just shove Sornk Mercer against the cold stone wall of the Silver Fang Club; I drove the heel of my boot into her instep until I heard the satisfying crunch of bone. Her face pressed flush against the damp, moss-covered granite, her skin turning a bruised purple under my grip.I leaned down, the iron scent of her fear filling my lungs. "Try calling me a human parasite again, Sornk. I dare you. I'll rip your vocal cords out through your throat and feed them to the rogues in the Blackveil District." My claws, half-extended and gleaming black, dug right into her scalp, drawing a line of fresh, hot blood. "Do we have an understanding?"Sornk whimpered, a pathetic, high-pitched whine that rattled in her chest. She couldn't even form words, her body trembling violently under my weight.The crowd of pack enforcers and mid-tier mobsters surrounding us went dead silent. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. In the lawless hierarc
Banish Me, Alpha: The Human Prey Is an Alpha C7
Piper’s eyes suddenly snap open. They are wild, bloodshot, and completely consumed by pain. "You..." she wheezes, her voice barely a whisper as she recognizes my face. "The... human... get away from me...""Save your breath, Piper," I say, leaning down until my face is inches from hers. "Your precious father threw me out into the cold so you could take my place. But right now, your life rests entirely in the hands of the human girl you replaced."I bring the silver needle down, plunging it directly into the pressure point beneath her left collarbone.Piper screams—a raw, agonizing sound that echoes straight through the thick stone walls of Crownvale Moon. Dark, tainted blood bubbles up from the puncture site, clinging to the silver as the Zetro Vesper poison begins to drain out of her system."Hold her!" I bark at Marcus, driving the second needle into her sternum.The monitor beside the slab beeps frantically. The irregular, chaotic spikes of her heart rate begin to smooth out, dropp
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