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Contract Marriage To The Alpha King Before the hunger finds us first.
Alexander 's POV The corridor stretched before us like a vein pulsing with the academy's frantic heartbeat, wards sputtering along the walls in erratic bursts of blue and violet—fading one second, flaring the next as if the stones themselves were arguing over whether to hold or shatter. Students clustered in doorways, their eyes wide and feral in the torchlight, whispers slithering through the air like smoke: *Storm... mates... the heir...* A few younger pups edged closer, noses twitching as they scented the ozone clinging to Elara and me, but Damian's presence—a low, rumbling growl that needed no words—sent them scattering like leaves in a gale. He led the way, his stride purposeful, shoulders squared against the weight of what we'd unleashed, but I caught the subtle limp in his left leg, a remnant of the shadows' grasp. Blood still trickled from the gash on his forehead, stark against his paling skin, and for the first time, he looked... mortal. Not the unbreakable alpha who'd shap
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King Why won’t it stop?
Alexander 's POV The prophecy stirred at her words, as if summoned. The runes on the floor brightened, their glow intensifying until the chamber floor groaned, cracks spiderwebbing outward from our feet. A voice—not from the air, but from within us—rumbled to life, ancient and genderless, woven from thunder and whisper: “When storm finds flame, the Veil will bleed. When mates collide, the world is remade. Blood of the line, oath of the bound— rise, child of skies, and claim the crown.” The words burrowed into my skull, etching themselves in fire and ice. Visions flashed unbidden: endless skies rent by lightning, wolves howling atop shattered mountains, a great tear in reality spilling shadows that devoured light. And at the center—me, crowned in storm, hand in hand with her, our forms blurred into one radiant force, remaking the world in chaos and glory. Elara recoiled—or tried to. Her body jerked back, but the bond held firm, yanking her forward until her lips hove
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King I came here to warn you, not—to claim you.
Alexander’s POV The second my skin met hers— the world didn’t just stop. It shattered. Time fractured into jagged shards, each one glinting with the raw, unfiltered essence of what was happening between us. The air turned viscous, heavy as molten gold, pressing against my eardrums until the only sound was the thunderous syncopation of our heartbeats—mine a frantic war drum, hers a wild, erratic storm chasing mine. The blue flames in the hearth hung suspended mid-roar, tongues of fire frozen in eternal flicker, casting eternal shadows that clawed at the edges of my vision like desperate fingers. Damian was a statue mid-lunge, his grey eyes wide with primal terror, mouth open in a shout that never came—lips forming my name, or maybe hers, or a curse against the gods themselves. The scattered papers from my dropped folder floated in lazy defiance of gravity, curling at the edges as if whispering secrets they weren’t meant to hold. The wardstone in the wall, that ancient lump of obsi
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King MATE
Alexander’s POV The air tightened—thickening, vibrating—like the room itself knew a truth was about to be ripped open. Elara leaned forward, elbows on her knees, studying me with the lazy focus of a predator that had decided the chase was finally worth the effort. “Everything?” she echoed. “Then listen well, storm-born.” My pulse stuttered. Storm-born. My father’s jaw locked so hard I heard the crack. “Elara—” Damian warned. But she didn’t stop. She never stopped. The Prophecy She lifted her hand and the fragment on the desk—those knotted runes—lit like a heartbeat. “One thousand years ago,” she murmured, “a storm ripped through the Veil, splitting the worlds. A creature crawled out of that tear—half sky, half shadow, and shaped like a wolf carved from lightning.” My wolf pushed against my ribs. Hard. Damian spoke through clenched teeth. “That prophecy was sealed. Forbidden.” “Everything forbidden eventually comes home,” she replied sweetly. The runes brightened.
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King Oh, pup. That's the prettiest lie I've heard all night.
Alexander 's POV The word hung in the air like a noose, tightening around my throat until breath came shallow and ragged. *Reeks of it.* As if I were a stain on the world, a harbinger's mark etched into my skin without my consent. My wolf recoiled first, hackles rising in the cage of my chest, a snarl building that I swallowed down like broken glass. What *it*? The shadow-wraiths she spoke of? The unraveling spells? Or something older, burrowed deeper—like the prophecies Damian had half-whispered to me on sleepless nights by the fire, tales of a storm-born alpha who would either mend the fractured packs or drown them all in blood and thunder.Elara didn't flinch under Damian's stare, didn't so much as shift her weight. She just let her finger linger in the air, pointing at me like I was exhibit A in some cosmic trial, her violet eyes sliding back to him with lazy deliberation. "Don't look so shocked, Chancellor. You've smelled it too, haven't you? That tang on the wind whenever he wa
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King He isn’t the heir.
Damian's POV I’d seen him stare down assassins in the dead of night, their blades inches from his throat, turning their fear into weapons against them. Challenge alphas in blood duels under full moons, emerging with barely a scratch while his opponents limped away howling. Negotiate with witches who could turn bones into dust with a whisper, walking away with pacts that reshaped borders. I’d never—never—seen him look like this: the color leaching from his face, leaving him ashen as the fragment on his desk; his pupils blown wide, not with rage, but with the dawning horror of a man who'd built his empire on sand.Like someone had just moved the horizon, redrawing the map of everything he held dear."Elara," he said slowly, the word a bridge over an abyss, "there are things you don’t understand—layers to this, alliances woven decades ago, prophecies that—""Then explain." Her interruption was a spark to tinder, voice sharpening without rising, eyes locking onto his with the intensity o
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