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The earth lurched
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2026-07-29 20:35:06
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Fated to my Alpha nemesis Where is she?
DAMON'S POVThere was no way I was letting Rhoda continue with an injury like that.And there was no way I was leaving this place without knowing what had happened to Michaela.The thought of her sent a bolt of pain through my chest that had nothing to do with my own injuries.Just moments ago, I'd had hope.Real hope.Now, it was slipping through my fingers, crumbling piece by piece.My head buzzed at the thought of Michaela trapped somewhere down here...Alone.Surrounded by those monsters.I squeezed my eyes shut for a brief moment, trying to steady myself as the image forced its way into my mind.No.I refused to believe it.It wasn't possible.It simply couldn't be.I willed this to be the truth.I would find her, I repeated over and over in my head.Wait for me, Michaela.I would find you.When I opened my eyes again, I became aware of the cloaked female watching me, silently.Waiting.Without a word, with much more determination than the last second, I reached for the backpack
Fated to my Alpha nemesis The earth lurched
DAMON'S POVI had no more than two seconds to decide. So I made the only decision that made sense.I followed her.Surviving this nightmare on our own had already become impossible."Cover me," the cloaked female ordered.The command was sharp.Confident.Entirely too authoritative for my liking.Ruin stirred beneath my skin, distinctly displeased by the command in her voice. Yet beneath that irritation, I sensed something else.A reluctant respect.It made me hesitate.Ruin had never tolerated anyone who so much as tried to seem imposing.Not even Father.Whatever this woman was...Even my wolf wasn't dismissing her outright.Without another word, she strode deeper into the ruins.It seemed a few seconds after landing, whatever we had made the creatures to stay away from her, weared off.Rhoda and I fell in behind her, blades moving almost constantly as more of the monsters threw themselves into our path.I cut one across the chest.Rhoda impaled another through the neck before wrenc
Fated to my Alpha nemesis Cloaked
DAMON'S POVFor one heartbeat, nothing moved.Everything remained still long enough for me to partially recover from the shock of the sight before me.Slowly, I reached for Rhoda's arm."Damon," she whispered again.I couldn't answer.I was too busy searching for a way out.There didn't seem to be one.The quiet murmur of the stream slipping between ancient stones filled the silence. I had no idea whether it was loud enough to hide the sound of our footsteps."Back away," I whispered.Rhoda didn't argue.We moved one careful step at a time. Neither of us turned our backs.Neither of us broke eye contact with the creatures.We were only a few paces from disappearing around a broken wall when Rhoda's boot caught against a loose stone.She stumbled.Her hand shot toward me for balance. The stone skittered across the ground.The sound echoed far louder than it should have.Every creature froze.Then...One moved.No.It exploded toward us.One moment it stood among the others.The next it
Fated to my Alpha nemesis The ruin came alive
DAMON'S POV My hand gripped the rope tightly enough that my knuckles had turned white. Rhoda followed my gaze before quietly saying, "You're doing it again." "Doing what?" "Thinking too much." I let out a slow breath. "Occupational hazard." The corner of her mouth twitched. "You're the Alpha." "Exactly." Then my eyes drifted past her and my amusement vanished. The place stretched before us, dark, cool and damp beneath the scattered shafts of sunlight filtering through the canopy. Moss clung to ancient stone. The narrow stream wound through the area exactly as Michaela must have seen it. Somewhere… She'd been here. I could sense it. Her scent still hung faintly in the air. "You're quiet." My attention returned briefly to Rhoda before returning to my surroundings. She was watching me. "I usually am," I said with a shrug that might have been convincing if it hadn't been so stiff. Rhoda didn't argue. She simply looked away. We began moving. The bottom of the plac
Fated to my Alpha nemesis utterly Fucked
DAMON'S POV It had been years since I'd last suffered a panic attack. I couldn't even remember how I usually behaved afterward. What I did remember was what triggered them. A particularly bad encounter with Father. Bloodlust. Or nightmares cruel enough to force me through one or both all over again. Recovering from this one, however, left me with a different kind of shock. I hadn't expected it to happen at all. I'd long believed I'd conquered that part of myself. Discovering that I hadn't... Was surprising. And greatly disturbing. But what unsettled me even more than the attack itself... Was what had caused it. At first, I'd convinced myself I needed Michaela purely because the plan required her. That explanation had been convenient. Safe. It was also incomplete. Because sometimes... No. Truthfully, most of the time... I wanted her so badly it physically hurt. The dormant mate bond undoubtedly played a part. But I knew it wasn't just that.
Fated to my Alpha nemesis The Backpack
DAMON'S POVI crouched beside the backpack, staring at it for a long moment before my fingers finally obeyed me.My hands trembled as I tugged it open.Food.A half-empty water flask.A flashlight.Two maps.One new.One so old the edges had begun to fray.And tucked between them...A thick research text.Moonshade and Other Rare Floras.Underneath the test lay another book. I'm about to reach for it when Rhoda speaks."Mason gave her that map," Rhoda murmured quietly as she came to stand beside me.I didn't answer.I couldn't.I closed my eyes for the briefest second, refusing to let my thoughts take shape.Because if this was Michaela's bag...Why was it abandoned here?At the edge of whatever this place was."Do you think she dropped it?" Rhoda asked.Her voice was careful.Too careful.She already knew the answer.I looked at the bag again. It hadn't simply been placed down. The straps were twisted. One buckle had snapped.Dirt clung stubbornly to the fabric as though it'd skidded
Fated to my Alpha nemesis Stupid Alpha Aura
After saying goodbye to Bailey, I head towards rehearsals, feet practically bouncing in anticipation. I weave between stalls, the hum of pre-festival chatter around me, but stop short when I see him — leaning against the edge of the square, half-shifted, green eyes glinting under the lanterns.
Fated to my Alpha nemesis A Spectacle of My Own Making
The first time I saw the Tule Dance, I was seven. I fell in love with the performance immediately and wanted to participate the very next year. Mum said I was too young and not yet developed enough, so I waited. When I turned twelve, I asked again. After a lot of begging and convincing, I was al
Fated to my Alpha nemesis Something about a dead rat
Scanning my wardrobe for a few seconds, I choose a crimson-colored tube top and a short pleated skirt. I smile at my reflection in the mirror after putting it on. I apply mascara, eyeliner, pink gloss, then pull my hair up into a messy bun. Sitting on my bed, I slip on my favorite pair of black s
Fated to my Alpha nemesis The blue moon
The Festival of the Blue Moon is fast approaching, and suddenly everyone is a merchant, selling trinkets, beverages, treats, and practically anything that has a price tag. Mom and Dad set up a stall every year. However, they are usually too busy to manage it, being the Beta pair and all. Talia and
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