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Chapter 18 : The Alpha King's Rage

Author: Rose Marion
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Darian Rhys Draven’s POV

The walls of the Bloodfang Packhouse couldn’t contain him. Not his fury. Not his presence. Not the pressure that built with each breath Seraphina didn’t take.

She hadn’t stirred in three days.

And each second that passed, Darian Rhys Draven—the Alpha King—unleashed a little more hell.

The guards stationed at her door no longer spoke. They barely breathed when he passed. The pack doctor trembled every time he checked her vitals under Darian’s watchful eyes. Even the walls seemed to contract around him, shrinking from the force of his dominance.

But it wasn’t just power he exuded.

It was purpose.

His instincts screamed for blood.

Because every time he looked at her—Seraphina, still as a petal crushed underfoot—his bond pulled taut, enraged, demanding answers. His wolf snarled beneath his skin, already certain that this wasn’t just coincidence. This was design. Foul intention. Betrayal masked in civility.

He wasn’t here for ceremony anymore.

He was here to claim.
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