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Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires Guilt
Genevieve’s POVI found him in the training yard just after dawn.The world was barely awake, draped in that quiet, silvery stillness that only exists in the space between night and day. The air bit gently at my skin, crisp and clean, carrying the faint scent of pine and dew-soaked earth. Fog curled low across the clearing, winding around the tall grass like ghostly fingers. Above us, the sky bled pale silver and lavender, as if the night itself had been carved open and left to fade.André stood alone in the center of the yard.Shirtless. Tense. Beautiful in that devastating, untouchable way. His chest rose and fell in slow, steady breaths, the muscles in his back and arms glistening with sweat, taut and coiled like a drawn bow. He moved with lethal precision, his practice sword slicing through the air in clean, deliberate arcs. Each movement was purposeful fluid but sharp, like the motions were meant to carve something loose from inside him. A ghost. A memory. A war he didn’t speak a
Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires guilt
Genevieve’s POVI curled beneath the covers, cocooned in the thick layers of blankets as if I could stitch myself back together with warmth alone. The fire in the hearth had dwindled to a faint orange glow, the last embers crackling quietly as shadows flickered lazily along the stone walls. The silence in the room was almost reverent too still, too quiet, like the breath of something ancient just waiting to be disturbed.My eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling, tracing invisible cracks and constellations across its darkened surface. Sleep didn’t come easy anymore. My thoughts churned restlessly, too loud in the hush of the night tangled threads of memory, shame, guilt, and questions I didn’t dare answer. The wind whispered against the windowpanes like a lullaby with no words, soft but mournful, as if the night itself knew what was coming.Eventually, my body gave in to the weight of exhaustion, and I drifted into that strange liminal space between waking and dreaming.And as always, the d
Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires You are the key
Genevieve’s POVBy the time we returned to the pack house, the sky had deepened into a dusky violet, as if the heavens themselves were holding their breath. The horizon blurred into shades of charcoal and plum, and low-hanging clouds crept across the sky like secrets too heavy to speak aloud. The land felt still eerily so like the world was watching us, waiting.The pack house came into view, its towering stone walls rising like an ancient fortress carved out of the earth itself. Warm amber lights flickered behind narrow-paned windows, casting broken, dancing shadows across the flagstones. It should’ve felt like home by now but it didn’t. It felt like a waiting place. Like a place meant for reckoning.André hadn’t said much during the drive. He held the steering wheel with that same unyielding grip he always did when his thoughts were loud, but his voice was quiet. His jaw flexed every now and then, the only sign of the storm building inside him. I didn’t push. I couldn’t. I was too w
Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires Ghost of the past
Genevieve's POV"What do you mean you've been having nightmares? Why are you just telling me now, Genevieve?" André asked, his voice low but sharp with concern as his eyes searched my face.I sat on the edge of the bed, fingers twisting together in my lap. I hadn’t meant to blurt it out, not now, not like this but the dreams had been growing worse, darker, and I didn’t know who else to turn to.“I didn’t want to bother you,” I said quietly, not meeting his gaze. “You already have so much on your plate. I know you’re preparing for the war that it’s inevitable. I didn’t want to add to your stress. I know you can’t afford to let your guard down.”He let out a slow, heavy sigh and stepped forward, wrapping his arms around me. His embrace was warm, grounding, even though I could feel the tension still coiled beneath his skin.“Genevieve,” he murmured against my hair, “next time something is wrong, come to me. Don’t hide from me. I can’t protect you if I don’t know what’s going on.”He reac
Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires golden wolf
GENEVIEVE'S POV It’s been two weeks since they banned her from Silver Lake Pack.Two weeks since my mother was told she could never set foot near me again.Two weeks since I watched her walk away without so much as a backward glance.And somehow, I still haven’t figured out how to breathe without her shadow pressing in on my ribs.I thought I’d feel lighter. Freer. Like I’d finally crawled out from under the crushing weight of her disdain. But I don’t.I feel grief.Shameful, suffocating grief that creeps in like a slow poison and settles behind my sternum.No one would understand. No one would get why I mourn a woman who never really loved me never even tried.She wasn’t the kind of mother who tucked me into bed at night or bandaged my scraped knees with soft fingers and softer words.She didn’t hum lullabies or whisper “I love you” in the dark.She didn’t wait up to make sure I made it home safe.She didn’t protect me. She didn’t nurture me.She punished me for existing.She weapon
Claimed By The Alpha: Cursed Desires Author's POV
Author's pov Inside one of the cold, forgotten rooms of the late Alpha Kendrick’s packhouse, the past clung to the walls like mildew thick, rotting, and inescapable. The place hadn’t been used since Kendrick's fall, but tonight it buzzed with hushed fury and ruthless resolve. A round, ancient table sat at the center of the room, its scratched surface littered with torn maps, a few dusty glasses of untouched wine, and sharpened blades that served as both tools and symbols of intent.The flickering candlelight struggled against the darkness, throwing erratic shadows across the grim faces gathered there. Time had not healed Kendrick’s death it had fermented it into something dangerous. And seated at the head of the table like a dethroned queen plotting the return of her crown was Kendrick’s widowed Luna. Her presence demanded silence. Her pain screamed in the clench of her jaw, the tension in her shoulders, the glint in her coal-black eyes. Her once golden spirit had been forged into so
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