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The Shattered Illusion
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2026-11-13 21:19:30
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Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Beast and the Bride
Asher’s POVWhat the hell?My lungs stopped working. The roar of the colosseum, the biting hum of the shadow-forged collars around my wrists, the stinging cuts on my feet, it all faded into a dull, distant static.I stared at the dark-haired servant standing behind the Northern Princess. The sharp jaw. The scar cutting through his left eyebrow.Damian.It was impossible. I had watched the Eastern slavers drag him away from the auction block months ago. I had mourned him. I had carved his memory into the darkest corner of my mind. Yet here he was, standing in the sunlit dirt of the Western Citadel, draped in the white furs of a Northern assistant.My hands shook so hard that the spear tip scraped against the sand.Ten paces away, Xorax stood still, like he had finally come to his senses.I lowered my spear. For a second, the tension in the pit snapped. The towering wave of dark magic threatening to crush me dissipated into harmless, gray smoke. Xorax lowered his hand. The lords in the
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Shattered Illusion
Kaelen’s POVI strained against the black tendrils pinning my shoulders to the dirt. The magic held me fast, an unyielding weight pressing the breath from my lungs."Father, stop!" I yelled. I abandoned my pride. I abandoned the dignity of my royal station in front of the empire. I watched the lethal spike of dark magic tear across the sunlit sand, aimed directly for Asher’s chest.I waited for the sickening sound of flesh tearing. I waited for the boy I loved to fall.He did not fall.In the fraction of a second before the shadow struck, Asher dropped. It was not a clumsy stumble born of fear. It was a calculated, flawless roll. He slipped beneath the lethal strike, his bare feet kicking up a cloud of dust to obscure his silhouette. He came up on one knee, already moving away from the point of impact.I froze. My heart stalled.I turned my head, looking to my brother for help. Vaelin was pinned in the dirt beside me, blood drying on his chin. But Vaelin was not panicked. He watched t
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Spider’s Web
Asher’s POVTime made no goddamn sense in the dark.I sat on the freezing stone floor, leaning the back of my head against the damp wall of the holding cell. My stomach was a hollow, aching void. My ribs throbbed a steady rhythm from Vaelin’s fists, but I shoved the sensation into a mental box and locked it tight. I was done hurting. I was done being a fragile, broken victim to these Alpha bastards.I wanted Xorax dead. I wanted Vaelin gutted. I wanted Kaelen to watch his empire burn to the bedrock. I wanted to dance in the fucking ash of this royal house.The deadbolt snapped.The iron door groaned open. Before I could even blink, the shadows surged into the cell. Black tendrils whipped through the air, snapping around my wrists and ankles. The magic solidified instantly, freezing into shadow-forged collars that glowed a faint, sickly blue.Two Vanguard guards stepped into the cell. They grabbed me by the upper arms and hauled me up.My legs gave out. The guards didn't care. They dra
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Arrogant Fall
Vaelin’s POVI slouched deep in the oak chair, rolling a cup of dark wine between my knuckles.Across the stone table of the High Council room, Kaelen paced a trench into the floorboards. He kept glancing at the damn brass clock on the wall, then glaring at the vacant iron seat at the head of the table.Xorax was missing. He hadn't shown his fucking face ever since he walked out of the first trial."We don’t need to wait for a bride to decide who rules the West," Kaelen snarled. He slammed both hands onto the table, leaning over the High Elder. "Start the trial."The old bastard wiped a bead of sweat from his wrinkled forehead. "Prince Kaelen, the King explicitly ordered the Northern princess’s arrival before the Dominion Trial could…""My father isn't here!" Kaelen roared. The sound cracked like a whip in the quiet room. Kaelen pointed a shaking finger at the empty royal chair. "But his throne is. And so are we. Start the trial."I took a slow drag of my wine, hiding a smirk behind t
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons A Duel with the King of the West
Asher’s POV"Because," I choked out, a jagged smile twisting my lips, "you are the fucking bastard that stole my wolf."Xorax stared at me. His golden eyes didn't widen. His grip around my throat didn't falter or twitch. For three seconds, he just searched my face, unaffected by the accusation. There was no guilt. There was no shock. Then, he opened his hand.I dropped. I hit the stone floor on my hands and knees, gasping as the air rushed back into my crushed windpipe. The freezing temperature of the study burned the back of my throat. The winter-bane vapor, thick and bitter in the enclosed room, stung my watering eyes.My palms hit the shattered remains of the poison vial.Jagged shards of glass bit deep into my hands, piercing the skin. The clear, concentrated winter-bane paste mixed instantly with my own blood, seeping into the open cuts. A sharp, stinging fire raced up my wrists, but I couldn't stop coughing long enough to pull my hands away from the debris. Every convulsion o
Claimed by Alpha Xorax and his sons The Second Trial — Flesh and Iron
Kaelen’s POVThe roar of the colosseum was a physical force, crashing against the packed dirt of the pit.I stepped out of the iron portcullis. The soles of my steel-plated boots ground into the blood-stained sand. The air was choked with the smell of cheap ale, burning pitch from the wall sconces, and the sour sweat of fifty thousand spectators screaming for a slaughter.I didn't care about the crowd. I didn't care about the crown.I gripped the leather-wrapped hilt of my sword so tightly my forearms cramped. My mind was packed with the memory of Asher sobbing in that freezing alcove. His torn silk. The scent of my brother’s pheromones soaked into his pale skin.I was going to sever Vaelin's head from his shoulders and leave it in the dirt for the crows.I stopped in the center of the pit, rolling my stiff neck, and let my gaze drift upward.My eyes scanned past the screaming vassal lords in the lower rings, traveling up to the elevated royal box built into the northern wall. Two Va
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