LOGINZephyra
I heard voices around me. At first, they sounded far away, like they were coming from a dream. Slowly, my eyes opened and everything felt blurry. My head hurt a little, and my chest still burned with pain from the rejection. I looked around the room and noticed how neat and quiet it was. The walls looked clean, and there was a large window right beside me. The soft breeze from outside blew the thin white curtains gently. The room smelled like medicine and disinfectant. But most importantly, I was all alone. No one else was here with me. I sat up on the bed, feeling dizzy. My hands touched my chest where it still hurt. Then, like a flash, I remembered what happened. Eryc’s cold words, his betrayal, and how he rejected me. My heart squeezed painfully at the memory. My hands moved over my body, checking my stomach, my sides and my back. I was so terrified that they had taken something from me while I was unconscious. But I didn’t see any cuts or feel anything missing. I thanked the goddess silently for that. Even though the pain in my chest was undeniable, I ignored it. There was something more important I needed to do. I had to find a way to escape. I had to tell the people what really happened. They needed to know about Eryc’s betrayal and his lies. But would they believe me? No one listens to anything cursed people say. As I got up from the bed, I heard voices. I froze and listened carefully. “Alpha, if we do what you ask, she could die and I can’t promise that her sister will live either,” a voice said. I knew that voice. It belonged to Darah, the pack doctor. Darah is close to my family but right now, I don't think I can trust anyone anymore. “I don’t have days to wait, Darah,” Eryc’s voice replied. His voice was cold and heartless. “We’ll pay the doctors more. Just get her kidney out safely for Naya’s sake.” My heart stopped. My own mate… no, my ex mate… wanted to take out my kidney to save my sister. The pain in my chest grew stronger, but this time it wasn’t from the rejection alone. It was from pure betrayal. “We need to do this before the arrival of the Red Lycan King. He has to bless my union with Naya.” Tears burned my eyes, but I pushed them back, I didn’t have time to cry. I had to get away. My safety should be my priority now. Besides, who is the Red Lycan King? I haven't heard of him before. But I couldn't dig further since I needed to survive first. I turned to the window. It was my only way of getting out. I crept closer and peeked outside, viewing how dark it was. Without thinking twice, I climbed onto the window ledge. My heart raced so fast I thought it might explode. Then, I jumped. When my feet hit the ground, it hurt. Small stones dug into my skin because I was barefoot. But I didn’t care. Standing up quickly, I ran without looking back. I didn’t know where to go, but I had to get far away from Eryc. The fastest way to escape was through the rogue forest. It was dangerous, but I had no choice. If I stayed, Eryc would take my kidney and maybe even my life. If I ran into rogues, maybe I could at least talk to them. But if Eryc caught me, I knew it would be the end. The forest was too dark. The trees looked like shadows ready to grab me. Twigs and sharp rocks cut my feet, but I kept running. My breath came in sharp gasps as the pain from the rejection hummed in my chest again. For a while, it felt like no one was following me. My heart hoped that maybe they hadn’t noticed I was gone. Maybe I could really escape. But then I heard sounds. Sounds like the low growling of wolves. My heart jumped in fear. I ran faster, but I knew I couldn’t outrun them. I didn’t have a wolf inside me. Without my wolf, I was weaker and slower. My breath got shorter, and my legs felt too heavy to carry. My chest hurt more and more, and tears blurred my vision, but I wiped them away with the back of my hand. My mind raced with thoughts. If I get caught, Eryc will kill me. He has already killed Elder Gareth. He has betrayed me and the whole Pack, I can’t let him catch me. Reaching a waterfall, my legs stopped moving. The water roared as it fell, loud and wild. I stood at the edge, looking down at the dark water below. I didn’t know how to swim, but I had to make a choice. I thought about Elder Gareth. Even though Eryc was his son, Elder Gareth wanted to honor my father’s wish and make me the Alpha. But I trusted Eryc instead. I gave up my right to be Alpha for love, and now that love had destroyed me. Behind me, I heard the sound of paws on leaves. I turned and saw blue eyes glowing in the darkness. The wolves were getting closer. “If I die today,” I thought, “I hope I’m reborn with strength and power, so I can come back and take revenge on everyone who betrayed me.” The wolves stopped running. Slowly, they shifted into human form, revealing their nakedness. I recognized them as Eryc’s loyal guards. They were here to take me back. In an instant, a very strong hand grabbed my neck. I almost fell, but the hand held me tightly by the throat. “You think you can escape me?” Eryc spat, baring his fangs to me from anger. His deep blue eyes were cold, and his grip on my neck was very strong. Strong enough to snap my bone and end me on the spot. “If I didn’t need your kidneys for Naya, my Luna, I would kill you right now and no one would ever know.” Even now, he’s thinking about Naya and not about us. He was choking me, squeezing the life out of me and all he cared about was taking my kidney to save my sister. I did the only thing I could think of. I kicked him between his legs and his grip on my neck got weaker as he staggered back. But I fell down. Eryc shouted, “No!” as I plunged downward, screaming at the top of my lungs. The sound was instantly muffled by liquid as I sank deep into the water. The water was freezing like ice. I struggled to survive, but water rushed into my nose—mouth—and ears. I couldn’t hold my breath because I was already struggling to breathe. I tried to scream, but only bubbles came out. The water was too strong and pulled me deeper down below. I spun around and couldn’t see where the surface was. Maybe death would come quickly. That was what I thought, but it didn’t. Instead, I kept sinking, and the pain grew worse. My chest screamed for air but there was none. My mind grew fuzzy and my body felt heavy. Even death didn’t take me gently. It tortured me first. “I don’t want to die like this,” I thought weakly. But maybe it’s better than going back to them. My heartbeat slowed and the darkness in the water swallowed the light. I tried to kick but my legs felt numb. Even at a time like this, my mind remembered Eryc’s face, Naya’s hateful eyes, and my mother’s betrayal. It broke my heart all over again. Bit by bit, my life slipped away and my eyes went shut.Zephyra I have never felt a man’s mouth on my breast before….certainly not a king’s, and not the Lycan king.But here I am, on the king’s bed, with his tongue circling my hardened peak.My back arches on its own will while my hips shift as heat rushes between my thighs in a way I do not recognize.A satisfied groan vibrates from his chest, pleased with what he tastes, and the sound alone sends an ache straight to my core. I cannot focus on anything, not the room, not my fear or the reality of who he truly is.I do not want this, not truly but maybe I do, because my body does not lie to me. His hand travels lower, tracing the curve of my waist, like he’s trying to memorize every part of me.I try to speak—to tell him something, anything, but the words vanish. What would I even say? Please stay away from me or keep touching me…. I cannot decide.I don’t know what I want but I know that I cannot stay still with the way his mouth sucks my skin.His teeth graze my nipple and the sting mi
Zephyra The maids scrub my skin as if I’m dirt that they’ve been ordered to wash off. Their nails dig into my skin and when I hiss from the pain, one of them glares at me and I force myself to endure the sting of their harsh treatment. “You’re a slave like the rest of us. Stop acting like you’re a princess just because the king requested for you, whore.” She snaps. The word stings, but I do not reply. I learned long ago that fighting a battle you cannot win only leads to nothing. I bite back the urge to defend myself. Let them treat me however they want to, I have far more terrifying things to think about, like what the king intends to do to me.Nysha told me I was supposed to be trained first and I needed to be taught the ways of pleasing a Lycan king. I prayed that I would never have to please him but, my prayers seem useless. Everything is happening so fast. By the time they finish bathing and dressing me, my mind thinks of what fate waits for me beyond this room. I once hear
TheronI pace the floors of my bedroom and I calculate each tormenting step that I take. Sweat slides from my brow, down to my cheekbone and when I finally stop before the mirror, I hardly recognize the man staring back at me. My chest rises and falls violently like I just came back from running an entire field but I didn’t. I am restless, I am slowly losing my mind. My body is hungry, fucking starved and food isn’t what I need. My beast is slowly slipping away from me. It is ignoring my command to stay calm and my every attempt to force it back into submission. Tonight, it wants to take, to claim and to devour anyone….it doesn’t want to reason with me. A knock sounds at my door and from the scent that comes in after, Vanilla and wild ginseng, I already know who it is…Camala is at the door.My beast snarls with anticipation as the door opens and she steps inside slowly, like she’s testing my restraint.As she approaches, she slips off her robe and lets it fall to the floor, offer
Zephyra He was furious at what I said, there was no mistaking it. The Lycan king was angry and now I was in deep trouble.I didn’t need a wolf to sense the danger in his angry tone, I could feel it in my entire bones and body. And from everything my father ever told me about the king, I knew one thing for certain…. The Lycan king did not believe in mercy. He is a man so ruthless that he was said to drink blood to soothe the monsters inside him. Now I had foolishly provoked a man who could kill me without thinking twice.But I told the truth. If I had lied to him… he likely would’ve killed me and I cannot die yet, I do not want to.I don’t even understand why I cling so tightly to my life anymore when I would be better off dead. I already lost everything, so what was the point of breathing? But still… I cannot die, I have to survive no matter how bad it gets. Nysha stops walking once we reach a quiet corridor, far from the watchful eyes of the palace guards. She turns to me, and th
Theron I take a single step toward her, just one and she flinches before stumbling back. I can feel her fear rolling off her body and although she should fear me since everyone does…I can’t quite decide how I feel about it coming from her. If she were anyone else, I wouldn’t have cared whether she trembled or collapsed at my feet, but she is my mate. At least… fate claims she is. I can’t confirm it until she has a wolf and I still don’t understand how someone like her could belong to me. The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake that needs correcting. Yet, the more afraid she becomes, the more excited my beast grows. It prowls inside me as if urging me to chase her, corner her and taste her fear. Despite her trembling, I move closer and she steps back again. That alone is enough to make me angry. “Don’t move another inch.” My voice is low and controlled, but the power and command that comes out of it is undeniable. She freezes instantly—even her breath seems to stop, though h
ZephyraI couldn’t even swallow my own saliva.Why did she ask me if I was still a virgin? What would the Lycan King do to me? My heart raced faster with fear. But who was I to ask questions here? I was just a slave now. Even though deep inside, I knew I wasn’t truly a slave, I didn’t have the courage to fight back.The woman looked at me again and said, “You are beautiful. I’m sure the King will cherish you. His women are under serious punishment at the moment so he's all yours, it’s a great opportunity. Come now, follow me.”Her words kept ringing in my ears as I walked behind her. The King’s women? How many women did this King have? And what punishment were they under? There were so many questions I wanted to ask her but I didn't dare.We kept walking for a long time and my bare feet felt every cold tile we passed over. Soon, we reached a beautiful part of the palace. The walls here shone like polished marble, but even brighter, almost like pearls. The floor sparkled too, as if it







