Fated To The Dark Alphas

ASTRID“See you soon – Dear Mate.”Kieran’s words echoed. They were laced with a promise. A threat. He shoved me towards Logan. Logan’s grip was firm. Not unkind, but unyielding. He dragged me down the hall. The cell door groaned shut behind us. It swallowed the last sliver of moonlight. My prison plunged into suffocating darkness.My heart hammered against my chest. Mate. To him. The son of the man who killed my father. My stupid wolf, Eliza, was still jumping for joy. She forgot everything he said.He’s just hurt – he loves us, Eliza purred.He’ll get back to his senses, she insisted.I still couldn’t understand. Why would he be mad? Or hurt? His pack destroyed my family. If anything, I was the one meant to be angry. My rage burned.Logan led me down the corridor. The stone walls were thick. Slick with damp. They carried the heavy scent of earth. Torches flickered in the hall. The light made it look more oppressive.“What ceremony is it?” I demanded. My voice was sharp.Logan didn’t

CHAPTER 4~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~The word hung in the air between us, a raw, jagged thing.“Strip.”My throat went dry. My mind stuttered, a frantic reel of "n-no, no way, I can't," but my mouth wouldn't form the words. I just stared at him, at the monster wearing the face of the man who was my mate. The monster whose eyes were beginning to glow with impatient, predatory gold.He is our Alpha, Eliza, my wolf, whimpered from the desperate, primal corner of my soul. Her voice wasn't just in my head; it was a thrumming in my blood, a heat low in my belly. Our Mate. Please him. We have to please him...Shut up! I screamed back silently, my nails digging into my own palms. He's our enemy!He let out a low, humorless chuckle as he stripped himself revealing his muscular chest and huge member which looked absolutely suckable and oh my! my Mouth watered.“What, you think... you think you can say no? To me?” He took a step forward, a predator enjoying the fear of his cornered prey. “You have no choice

~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~I woke up early today…..my mind reeling – thinking. My body a landscape of aches. My lips felt swollen. My core throbbed, a dull, insistent reminder of last night. A proof. Kieran’s scent was everywhere. It clung to the sheets. To my skin.Damn, he was good. The thought was a traitor. It felt intoxicating. Like a drug. My mind swam. I couldn't even think straight.But you enjoyed it, Eliza purred, her voice smug.You pop up at the worst times, I snapped back silently. My nails dug into my palms.I wasn't going to give up so easily. Of course not. I’d find out the truth. They were hiding something. For sure. I just wasn’t sure what. Who would tell me?I pushed myself out of bed. My legs felt heavy. I walked to the full-length mirror. My reflection stared back. Hair like raven wings, falling around a face still too pale, but with eyes that burned. A sharp, defiant glint. My lips were a little puffy. My skin, still sensitive. I brushed my hair quickly. Pulled on the fres

~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~“What the fuck is going on here?!” Kieran’s snarl ripped through the library. His golden eyes, blazing with raw fury, were locked on Rhys’s hand still resting on my cheek. The air crackled, thick with his possessive rage.Rhys’s hand dropped. His calm facade flickered, replaced by a sharp alertness, but he didn't back down. He simply met Kieran's enraged stare, his own dark eyes unreadable. I stood frozen between them, my heart hammering against my ribs. This was worse than any cell. This was a cage built of raw, animalistic tension.“Brother,” Rhys said, his voice disturbingly level, a stark contrast to Kieran’s venom. “Just talking to the Luna. Sharing some… light conversation.”Kieran lunged, not at Rhys, but directly at me. His grip on my arm was bruising, pulling me sharply away from Rhys and against his own hard body. “Stay away from her, Rhys. She’s mine.” The word was a growl, vibrating through me.Rhys chuckled, a low, knowing sound that only fueled Kieran’s fi

~ ~ ASTRID ~ ~The scream that tore through my mind wasn’t my own, yet it ripped through me, raw and primal. It was an ancient, echoing grief, a fury that curdled my blood. My mating mark, already searing, pulsed with an angry, malignant red. The entire hall seemed to tilt, the faces around me blurring into distorted masks.Blood! They took my blood! The voice howled again, alien and terrifying, a resonance so deep it threatened to shatter my sanity.My legs buckled completely. Kieran’s grip, still tight on my wrist, was the only thing holding me upright. His face, usually so composed, was etched with a mixture of shock and genuine concern as he stared at me, then at my throbbing shoulder. He’d felt it too, the sudden, violent tremor in the bond.“What in the Moon Goddess’s name?” he muttered, his voice rough, pulling me closer against his side, as if to shield me from the unseen force tearing through me.Alpha Xavier, ever the master of control, stepped forward, his eyes narrowed, scr