CRIMSON FANG ALPHA AND HIS CURSED MATE

Lysandra POV The wolves of the Shadowmoon Pack let out a powerful howl, responding to their Alpha’s call. Their voices intertwined in a fierce harmony, echoing through the forest like a testament to their unity and strength. The wild chorus rose toward the star-studded sky, making the leaves tremble.Suddenly, a deep voice shattered the harmony, and silence fell. The Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack stepped forward, his dark irises locking onto me. "She's the one I want."Flashback (Two Days Ago) For as long as I can remember, my existence has been synonymous with ignorance and mockery. I grew up in a pack where the gift of shifting into a wolf is an indelible mark of our ancestral bloodline. But I am different. I have never possessed that primal strength, never felt the ability to embrace my wild nature or hunt beneath the moon’s glow.I am just a human living among wolves. They mocked me, calling me weak and a disgrace to our lineage. Still, I remained silent, burying my emotions d

Lysandra POVThe silence was so palpable it felt like I could touch it with my fingertips. Every corner of the camp was wrapped in a heavy stillness, amplifying the impact of his words on me. They echoed relentlessly within my mind, repeating over and over like a haunting resonance. She’s the one I want, he had said, his voice firm and unwavering.My hands clenched the armrests of my seat as I watched my sister rise. The surprise etched across her face mirrored her confusion. The camp, calm until that moment, erupted into chaos. Whispering swelled into a full uproar, voices rising sharply in disbelief.My thoughts raced, desperate to make sense of what was happening. With the constant hum of conversation and gasps of shock bursting from every direction, keeping my composure felt almost impossible. My heart hammered in my chest as I struggled to contain my emotions.“Silence!” my father barked, his voice slicing through the tumult like a blade. His gaze swept from me to the alpha of th

I couldn’t stop the shiver that rippled through me when his words turned into scorching breath against my skin. The realization of his dangerous proximity blared in my mind like a feral warning howl. Instinct surged through me. I pressed both palms against his chest, solid as carved stone, and shoved him away with all the force I could gather.Varyon’s eyes flickered with a provocative glint, as if my attempt to push him amused him more than it bothered him. A slow smirk tugged at his lips, revealing sharp, perfectly aligned teeth, teeth far too reminiscent of a predator barely restraining himself. His nearness had wrapped me in an electric haze, short-circuiting my thoughts and drowning out every rational instinct. His scent, wild, smoky, laced with alpha authority, intertwined with the adrenaline coursing through my veins, forming an intoxicating blend that made my senses spin.I struggled to reclaim a fragment of clarity, to wrench myself free from the magnetic pull of his presence

Lysandra POVAs we stepped into the camp, dozens of scrutinizing eyes instantly fixed on us. In the distance, I spotted Nymeris with her husband, while little Arion played a few feet away from them. A familiar uneasiness crept through me, and for a fleeting moment, I silently begged that this celebration would not stretch endlessly. Every question I had asked earlier had been dodged with the same vague justification that this alliance was crucial for the survival of our people. But why? No one had offered a real explanation, and the mystery behind my own involvement still lingered like a shadow.My gaze drifted across the surroundings. A long, lavish buffet had been arranged, glistening beneath hundreds of lanterns. Dozens of cuts of meat were beautifully displayed across ornate platters, forming a mouthwatering parade of colors and aromas. Children gathered around the tables, enchanted by the feast. Their giggles filled the air, and some, unable to contain their excitement, shifted i

Lysandra POVA shiver ran through me, sweeping across my entire body, and a bead of sweat traced a line down my temple. Slowly regaining control of my senses, I noticed the alpha approaching, his sleeves rolled up to reveal the strong contours of his forearms, his shirt slightly open to display the sculpted muscles of his chest, and the warm, tanned hue of his skin. Instinctively, I raised a hand to keep him at a distance.“I’m fine,” I managed to gasp, my voice trembling, heart hammering violently in my chest.The alpha’s gaze locked onto me, sharp and penetrating, an unspoken intensity radiating from his eyes. I fought to remain composed, determined not to betray my fear.“Very well, if you say so,” he replied, his tone calm, almost detached, before stepping out of the room, leaving me alone with the storm of my own thoughts.With some effort, I stretched out on his bed, still carrying the lingering musk of his presence. My eyes lingered on the window, dread coiling in my chest, fea