INICIAR SESIÓNThe night Alpha Kieran Steele turned down Aria Blackwood as his mate in front of the whole Crescent Moon Pack, she believed her life was ended. She spent three years establishing a new life as a renegade hunter, pursuing dangerous werewolves that pose a threat to human settlements, after being expelled and humiliated. She has vowed never again to participate in pack politics and is stronger and more deadly. However, Aria is forced to cooperate with the same pack that sent her away as a string of vicious killings shakes the supernatural society. Even worse, she is compelled to date Kieran, the guy whose rejection almost crushed her and who now maintains that their mate bond was never really severed. For the past three years, Kieran has been regretting his decision every day. He has seen his pack disintegrate from the inside out as a result of pressure from pack elders to turn down his "weak" mate in favor of a political alliance, and he still has nightmares about Aria's damaged eyes. He needs the one woman who has every reason to despise him now that the bodies are piling up and a rogue alpha is endangering all he has vowed to defend. Aria and Kieran must face the falsehoods that destroyed them and the fiery heat that still burns between them as they pursue a killer who appears to know every move they make. However, the adversary they are seeking has a perverse link to their history, and a scheme that will force them to choose between their emotions and their pack. Can two shattered souls create a link that is strong enough to withstand betrayal, violence, and the ultimate test of fate in a world where second chances are scarce and trust is a luxury they cannot afford?
Ver más1 - A Catastrophe!
Yin opened her eyes in the darkness.
The temperature was freezing, the ground equally cold, and it took her a few moments to realize that it was deep into the night. It did not take long for her vision to adjust with the help of the moonlight.
“Hmm? How odd.”
She hesitantly used a finger to trace the skin on her forearm. Her skin felt cold. No. It was more precise to say her body was exposed and affected by the crisp chill in the air, to the point that goosebumps were appearing on her skin.
Why was she feeling cold?
It was a sensation she had not encountered for a long time, she nearly forgot how it felt. Fascinating.
And looking up, that dim light partially covered by clouds indeed looked like moonlight, nothing like the cheap illumination emitted by the soul pearls in her dwelling.
Since when did they put a moon up there? It seemed to be a normal moon too, not the enormous twin moons that the old ghost favor. Neither was it the blood moons the demonkin loved. Was there a special occasion?
As Yin let out a shaky breath, only then did the fact that she was outside her dwelling sink into her. She was lying on some damp grass and debris. Pressing against her back seemed to be rocks and...twigs?
Silhouettes of large trees surrounded her.
“Is this supposed to be a forest?” she could not help but wonder out loud, despite expecting no one to answer her. After all, she had always been alone. Well, it seemed to have been years since she last entertained a guest.
For the great Yin to wake up in some third-rate illusion in the middle of the night, what a funny scenario. It wasn’t the first, and it was probably not going to be the last, but it was the most realistic one so far.
Aside from the sound of the wind rustling the leaves and branches around her, only the faint sounds of what seemed to be insects and small animals could be heard. It seemed like now that she had finally shaken off the last dusts of sleep, her senses were getting more and more heightened.
The scent of the forest mixed in with blood and decay. She could not help but let out a humorless laugh.
Which ghost general was playing a prank on her this time? How far did they throw her? Whose territory was she currently in? The place resembled a mortal plane of existence, and very thin qi energy could be felt in the air.
Just because her soul seed's power was waning and she had been sleeping longer and longer with each interval, they're already bullying her to this extent? Did they already forget the lessons she gave them?!
Or... could it be that a new generation of ghost generals had replaced the ones she beat up the last time she regained consciousness?
Yin tried to sit up, but there was something holding her down. It was icy and hard and oh-so-uncomfortable.
It was an arm.
Someone was hugging her.
"Hey!" she screeched. "You don't do that to me! No one touches my legendary boobs without permission!"
Yin jumped away, annoyed from hell and back. Her arms akimbo, she opened her mouth to berate the pervert.
But then she paused.
She did not know what to say… as the offender was a corpse.
Yes, she was being embraced by a corpse, long dead from what could be seen in how stiff its body had become.
The corpse was of a man in his early twenties, clean shaven, with long black hair just below his shoulders. He might have been handsome when he was alive, but in his death, his face was disfigured with anger and grief.
There was an arrow sticking out of his forehead. His enemy had shot him from behind, and it was obvious that it only took one arrow to kill the man.
Surrounding her and the corpse, there were traces of a fight. Other incomplete body parts lay here and there among the rocks, and based on the smooth cuts on the flesh, they were either chopped off by a knife-like heavy blade like a saber or slashed by a single-edged sword. The scent of blood was fresh despite being mixed with earth and rain. After a few more days, the last of the traces would be washed away by the rain and the remnants of the dead would be eaten by savage beasts.
However, those were not Yin's concern as of this moment. Waking up being hugged by a corpse might be outrageous, but it's something that she could calmly accept and think about. After all, she was someone who had been around for a long, long time.
No, something much bigger had occurred. Something that had sent her almost reeling.
"Ahh! My boobs!"
Yin had lost her legendary boobs!
She had turned flat-chested!
It was a catastrophe!
In her panic, she could not help but check out the rest of her body. Now that she noticed it, her body had turned into a midget without an iota of charm. No longer was her chest full, her waist slim and her hips curvy. Instead, she turned into a porky little human girl. Chubby fingers, pudgy arms, rounded cheeks…
She was not much shorter than a toddler—in fact, it seemed like she had become a toddler!
“Wait, no--my beautiful voice as well! My voice sounds like a snotty brat! Ahh!”
Her body—no, no, she could not accept this to be hers! This is another body! Yes, not hers, but another's! This borrowed human body had to be around four or five years old.
What the hell happened?!
Who had enough guts to manipulate the appearance of her body?! Which ghost general had a brain fart to mastermind this kind of atrocious act? Even their boss, that Yama boy, would not dare humiliate her like this!
“Who is the fcker who did this?! Show yourself and I promise not to beat you up too badly!” she yelled with gnashed teeth. She wielded her arm with flair, intending to disperse the illusion and catch the culprit who was probably hiding nearby.
Nothing happened.
“Huh?”
This time, she used both arms and waved them around, but there were no changes in her surroundings. It was still a forest. A life-like forest.
She checked her cursed midget-like body that did not change as well. It was then that she found a large gaping knife wound at the left side of her bloody flat chest. The target of the attacker was obviously the heart. And the attacker had succeeded.
Chills ran through Yin.
This body now had heat. Despite the scary wound, the heart was whole and beating. Although her skin and clothes were soaked red with blood, there were no life-threatening injuries that could not be healed with the help of her knowledge.
The point was: the body was alive.
It was a living and breathing human body.
"D-Did I unknowingly possess this girl? After ten thousands among ten thousands of years, it seems a suitable body had appeared for me, one capable of carrying my soul seed. I finally succeeded in possession? Am I revived now? For real? For real?!"
Aria POVThe cabin was quiet when we finally returned from the sanctuary's first anniversary celebration. My feet ached from dancing, and I was pretty sure I'd eaten my weight in the feast Sarah had prepared. But I'd never felt more content.Kieran locked the door behind us, and through the mate bond, I felt his exhaustion mixed with satisfaction and something else. It was his desire that made my breath catch."Happy anniversary," he said softly, pulling me into his arms."It's the sanctuary's anniversary," I corrected, though I melted into his embrace. "Ours isn't for another month.""I know." His lips found my neck, trailing kisses that made me shiver. "But I wanted to celebrate us too. Everything we've survived, everything we've built."Through the bond, I felt the depth of his emotion. Love so fierce that it still sometimes took my breath away, gratitude for our second chance, and a desire that hadn't diminished despite a year of being together constantly."Let me show you," he mu
KieranThe meeting with the Council representatives lasted another two hours after the tour. We sat in our council chamber, a circular room with no head table, symbolizing equal voices, and answered increasingly detailed questions about governance, conflict resolution, and resource management."Your mate bond," Elder Patricia said, surprising everyone by shifting topics. "It's complete now, obviously. How does it affect your leadership?"Through the bond, I felt Aria's spike of discomfort with the personal question, quickly masked. "It makes us better leaders," I answered honestly. "We can communicate instantly, share perspectives, and present a united front when needed.""It also means we can't hide from each other," Aria added. "If one of us is making a decision based on emotion rather than logic, the other knows immediately. It's built-in accountability.""And the sanctuary residents don't resent being led by a mated pair?" Alpha Chen asked."Some do," I acknowledged. "Especially t
Dual POVAriaThe morning sun filtered through the windows of our cabin. It was no longer the temporary shelter we'd hidden in during the investigation, but a real home we'd built together on sanctuary grounds. I woke to the familiar warmth of Kieran beside me and the constant hum of the mate bond that had become as natural as breathing.Through the bond, I felt him already awake, his mind occupied with the day's plans. Pack leadership meeting with Damien in the morning, construction oversight for the new residential building in the afternoon, and a training session with sanctuary youth in the evening."You're thinking too loud," I murmured, pressing closer to him."Sorry." His arm tightened around me, his lips finding my temple. "Big day. The Council from three neighboring packs is visiting to observe how the sanctuary operates. If this goes well, they might replicate the model.""And if it goes badly?""Then we'll be labeled dangerous radicals who are destroying traditional pack str
The ceremony was held at sunset in the sanctuary's main clearing, with a small gathering of people who actually mattered to us. Marcus Chen stood as witness from the hunter community. Damien represented Crescent Moon Pack, a gesture of goodwill between old and new. Sarah, the elderly omega, had insisted on attending, tears already streaming down her face. And a dozen wolves who'd committed to joining the sanctuary watched with hope and excitement.No Council. No elders who'd pressured us apart. No one who questioned our worth or our choice. Just people who believed in what we were building.I wore a simple dress; hunter practical but beautiful, in deep green that brought out my eyes. Kieran wore traditional ceremonial clothes, but without the alpha regalia. We were just two wolves, choosing to complete the most sacred bond our kind could experience.Patricia, the Council member who'd supported us from the beginning, agreed to officiate. She stood before us as the sun painted the sky i
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