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Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid Death Trap
Camille's POV Sigewuf’s lunge was desperate. violent. Nothing like the cowardly posture he’d always carried. Starting with the nearest enemy Lycan, Sigewuf’s claws sliced clean through flesh. His fist punched into its chest, ripping its heart free. Swift. Bloodied. Another silver bullet tore through the air but froze mid-flight between Sena’s fingers. Her speed was blinding, unnatural by a million seconds, and it felt good. Devon stood firm on both feet. I didn’t attack. Not yet. I wanted to serve him a little torture, something feral, animalistic, and utterly untamed. Devon lunged. Sharp claws dragged across the ground as he crouched, then leaped, landing with a force that made the earth tremble beneath his paws. Sena didn’t flinch. Her eyes were sharp, alert. Then the air shifted; tilted,charged. A shrill, piercing sound exploded, deafening and lethal. A sound no Lycan should ever hear. A torture to the mind. I saw Sigewuf clap his hands over his ears. Vikron stood
Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid BloodLust!
Camille's POV Sigewuf’s lunge was desperate. violent. Nothing like the cowardly posture he’d always carried.Starting with the nearest enemy Lycan, Sigewuf’s claws sliced clean through flesh. His fist punched into its chest, ripping its heart free.Swift.Bloodied.Another silver bullet tore through the air but froze mid-flight between Sena’s fingers.Her speed was blinding, unnatural by a million seconds, and it felt good.Devon stood firm on both feet. I didn’t attack.Not yet.I wanted to serve him a little torture, something feral, animalistic, and utterly untamed.Devon lunged. Sharp claws dragged across the ground as he crouched, then leaped, landing with a force that made the earth tremble beneath his paws.Sena didn’t flinch. Her eyes were sharp, alert.Then the air shifted; tilted,charged.A shrill, piercing sound exploded, deafening and lethal.A sound no Lycan should ever hear.A torture to the mind.I saw Sigewuf clap his hands over his ears. Vikron stood rigid, refusing
Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid Guilt
Camille's POV I felt it even before snapping my eyes open. The suffocating stench of danger and darkness.My eyes snapped open, the rhythm of my heartbeat made the hairs on my neck rise.The air felt dense with it.I sat up, shoving the covers aside. The night watchers, usually alert in the middle of the dome, were silent now, heads bowed unnaturally.I rushed to one and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to face me.“Where’s Melinda?”Her eyes were dull. Empty. As if her mind was miles away. She didn’t even flinch.I pulled another witch. Same thing.A cold dread crawled down my spine.Then—the door behind us groaned, hinges dragging with a shrill scream.They stood there.Engineered Lycans. Towering. Powerful. Eyes glowing with the intent to kill.I straightened.“You want me?” I snarled, yanking my hair from its knot. “Then come get me.”They hurled forward.I crouched low—one hand on my baby bump, the other bracing on my thigh, when a surge of energy ripped through me. My eyes gli
Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid Unpleasant Surprise.
MelindaThe blood-tasty bitch—her nemesis, the eternal curse of the witches.“Still as sensitive as always,” Rosalind chuckled, wickedness curling at the edges of her voice.Melinda didn’t answer. What was there to say? She could feel Rosalind’s hatred—even now, after all these years.Hatred that started with Alexa Woodland and twisted itself into an obsession so vile it sought to wipe out everything connected to her.“You killed him,” Melinda hissed through clenched teeth.Rosalind gasped dramatically, one hand to her chest as her sugary smile dropped.“Touchè.”“Melinda,” she cooed, feigning innocence, “that’s certainly no way to greet an old friend after so many years. How could you accuse me of something so awful?”The false sweetness cracked.Her lips twitched. Her mask fell.“Maybe it’ll interest you to know your fellow witches did the honors. I certainly don’t know how these magic spells work, you know…”Melinda’s fist coiled tight as she lunged, but her body stopped mid-motion
Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid Gone.
MelindaVikron felt it instantly.He staggered back, eyes wide, as the sound of Camille’s voice shot through the bond.“Camille!”His voice blasted through the mind-link; raw, fierce, panicked. Warriors around him jolted at the sheer force of it.Vikron launched forward toward the dome, the earth opened beneath his feet as he ran. Dozens of pack warriors fell into formation behind him.“Stand back with the others and fight!” he commanded Demuel through the mind-link.---Melinda felt the shift; that nerve-crawling darkness, before she saw the figure lounged on a tree beyond the shadows.A silhouette she prayed never to see again.The shadow of one devoured by revenge… and jealousy.Goosebumps crawled across her skin.She blinked.Once.Twice.The figure vanished.Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.Not tonight.Not on the one night when nearly every pack warrior and soldier was stationed at the border—far from the dome.Far from Camille.Melinda lifted her gaze to the sky, now blacke
Fated To The Rogue Alpha:Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid Fight Or Flight ||
MelindaThe problem with war was never just the blood or the bodies.It was the uncertainty of its end, and the bitter fruit of the losses it demanded.Melinda felt that truth burning in her soul as she jolted awake, breath tight, sleep refusing to return. A cold ripple moved through her chest, sharp enough to sting. Someone was slipping away. She could feel it… but she couldn’t tell who.Pushing back the sheets, she slipped out of bed and stepped into the inner chamber of the dome.The night watchers were still positioned on the polished floor, hands interlinked, lips moving in low, fluid chants. Their spells hung thick in the air, like incense, pressing against the walls with every whispered syllable.Melinda’s gaze drifted, finally landing on Camille.Curled on her small bed, she slept deeply, the herbal potion mercifully quieting the hours of agony that had racked her body earlier. For now, she looked peaceful. Fragile. Unaware.“Princess Melinda.”The voice came from behind, soft
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