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A Moment Before Distance
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2025-10-20 02:01:10
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Bonded To The Alpha God of War Pierced by Death
Anana was almost out of the clearing, her black warhorse cutting through the wind. Branches blurred. Shadows surged ahead. Freedom was just seconds away. One more breath and the forest would swallow her whole.Behind her…Mira stood rigid, trembling with a fury that felt carved out of hellfire. Every heartbeat hammered like a war drum in her skull. Her vision tunneled until only one thing existed…Anana… Running and escaping.A sin Mira refused to forgive.Her lips pulled into a slow, poisonous curve. A smile carved from hatred.“Die,” she whispered, it wasn't a shout, nor a snarl. It was just whispered, as though the word itself were a curse only death could hear.Her fingers slipped from the bowstring.The arrows exploded into the air… three streaks of silver, slicing the wind with a shrill whistle that sounded like a scream trying to hold its breath. They flew fast, merciless, perfectly aligned… death tripled and airborne.And Anana… she felt them before she heard them.Her instinc
Bonded To The Alpha God of War There Is No Escape
Elia’s boots crossed the final root-twisted line of forest ground…And the moment her foot touched the first grain of Crimson Blood soil, something in her chest unclenched. A quiet, trembling exhale left her… relief, fear, and exhaustion braided together.They had made it.Behind her, the warriors crossed silently, one by one. Men held their mates. Wolves padded low and alert. No one dared to speak; even breathing felt sacred at that moment.Elia didn’t waste a heartbeat.She swung down from her horse, boots skidding against the dirt. Her whisper broke the silence.“Now.”Her hand slid into the secret pocket stitched beneath her cloak. Her fingers closed around the bead… round, cool, deceptively delicate. On the outside, it looked like nothing more than a polished river-pearl.But inside… inside was power.An ancient herb forged for this very purpose: crushed moonleaf, fermented ironroot, and night-bloom pollen. A blend only two souls in the entire world could recognize.Elia… and Ana
Bonded To The Alpha God of War The Shattering of Mira's Pride
Mira struck again… another slash, brutal, lightning-fast, a murderous arc meant to carve straight through flesh and bone.CLANG!Anana caught it with a single dagger.Just one. Her wrist barely shifted, her expression didn’t flicker, and the deadly force behind Mira’s strike drained harmlessly into the air… as though the attack weighed no more than a falling leaf.That calm… that absolute lack of fear hit Mira harder than any blade could.It was insulting. It was infuriating. It was mockery without a single spoken word.Mira’s snarl deepened, contorting her face into something wild as her rage erupted into savagery.She slashed again… fast, vicious, a cut designed to split ribs. Anana caught it with a movement so measured, so precise, it bordered on laziness, as if she wasn’t fighting for her life but adjusting a misplaced object.Mira lunged with a savage stab meant for the abdomen… Anana’s daggers slipped into position with fluid grace, redirecting the point by mere inches. With no
Bonded To The Alpha God of War The Clash of Fury and Ice
Mira didn’t charge… she exploded.The instant her foot slammed off the ground, the night itself seemed to flinch. She launched forward with brutal, blistering speed… so fast the wind dragged behind her in a violent ripple. Her blade carved through the darkness in a vicious, gleaming arc, every step hammering into the blood-soaked earth with the fury of something unhinged.Her face was twisted feral, contorted with rage, eyes burning like a wildfire desperate to consume. This wasn’t a fighter advancing.This was a predator trying to kill.Her first swing crashed downward… a killing stroke. A cleaving, merciless blow meant to split Anana from shoulder to hip, to break bone, to end everything in a single, dominant strike.But Anana… she didn’t meet the attack. She didn’t panic.She shifted. A slit of motion, so clean and precise it looked effortless. She stepped aside by barely a breath, letting Mira’s blade swing through the empty space her body had just vacated.The metal screamed thro
Bonded To The Alpha God of War The Clash of Blades
The night trembled as Mira rode like a storm unleashed, a streak of shadow and fury tearing through the dense land. Her horse’s hooves pounded the forest floor with such force that the earth seemed to wince beneath its weight. Wind whipped at her war suit, the dark fabric snapping violently around her war-hardened form, making her look like a specter carved from vengeance.Her eyes… razor-sharp, starved, wicked beyond salvation burned with a pleasure so dark it didn’t belong to anything mortal. It simmered in her bones. It pulsed through her veins. A satisfaction so bottomless she could no longer keep it contained.Then she saw them… The bodies.Her wolves handpicked, battle-trained, loyal creatures who had followed her now sprawled across the clearing like fallen stars. Some cut open, some torn apart. All dead.Their blood seeped into the earth, painting the forest floor with a thick, violent red.And in the center of that carnage standing calm, still, unbothered as if the destructio
Bonded To The Alpha God of War Mira's Game of Blood
The clearing was drenched in blood, the grass matted, slick with carnage. Wolves lay twisted and broken, their bodies sprawled at impossible angles, teeth bared in silent screams.Yet Anana’s chest heaved with unnervingly calm, her breathing untouched by the carnage around her. The taste of iron clung to her lips, but her eyes were cold, calculating and unshaken.Every strike had been precise. Every motion, a lesson in death. Every kill executed with cold, unflinching efficiency as if the wolves themselves had volunteered for slaughter.Even in human form, Anana was a storm of violence, a hurricane in flesh and steel. Any wolf foolish enough to face her would not live to regret it.Her eyes swept the clearing. Only five remained, their massive forms trembling, muscles coiled, tails low. Their breaths came in ragged, anxious pants. They wanted to run, but Mira’s command anchored them in place and forced them forward toward inevitable doom.“You should have stayed home,” Anana whispered
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