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2025-09-05 08:37:53The Alpha’s Chambers
The warriors’ hands never loosened as they dragged me through the long stone corridors of the packhouse. Their footsteps echoed, heavy and unforgiving, while mine stumbled against the polished floor. Every corridor smelled of smoke, damp earth, and dominance. Torches flickered along the walls, their light throwing twisted shadows that seemed to mock me. Wolves in servant garb peeked from doorways, curiosity shining in their eyes, but none dared to intervene. I knew where they were taking me. Everyone did. The Alpha’s chambers. My stomach twisted into knots. Omegas whispered about what happened behind those closed doors—punishments, screams, pleasures taken whether offered or not. No one came out the same. My heart hammered, but I forced my chin up. I refused to enter his den broken. Not yet. The guards pushed open the tall double doors that were adorned with the Black Fang crest.. The chamber inside was massive, its walls draped with heavy black curtains, the fire blazing high in the hearth. Furs covered the floor, and the bed at the center was carved from dark wood, its size meant to remind anyone who entered that power lived here. With a glass of wine in hand, Damien relaxed in a chair by the fireplace.. His eyes found mine immediately, sharp and cold as winter frost. “You may leave,” he told the guards, his tone carrying the weight of command. They released me instantly and retreated. The doors closed with a heavy thud that sealed me in. The silence pressed on my ears. I stood rooted to the spot, every muscle taut with fear. Slowly, Damien put down his glass and stood up straight. He moved with predatory ease, each step deliberate, until he stood before me. “You defied me,” he said, tilting his head, studying me as though I were something curious he’d caught in a trap. “Before the entire pack.” His hand reached out, brushing my chin where he had gripped me earlier. The touch was deceptively gentle, but his eyes promised cruelty. “I should punish you.” His voice was soft, almost thoughtful. “Make you beg for mercy.” My body trembled, but I clenched my fists, nails biting into my palms. If he expected me to cry, to crumble, he would be disappointed. I forced myself to meet his gaze. “Do what you want. I’ll survive.” For the briefest moment, something flickered in his expression—surprise, then amusement. “You’ve got fire,” Damien murmured. “Good. I like my toys unbroken.” My stomach turned, but I stood straighter. His words didn’t strip me of my vow. They sharpened it. Chains and Vows Damien circled me like a wolf sizing up prey. His presence pressed on my senses, dominance heavy in the air. My wolf whimpered deep inside me, urging submission, but I clenched my jaw and stood tall. “His voice was low and purposeful as he said, "You don't understand what it means to belong to me yet." “But you will.” He snapped his fingers. From a cabinet, he pulled a thin silver chain, gleaming in the firelight. My chest tightened. Silver burned wolves—it didn’t kill, but it scarred. My instincts screamed to back away, but my legs refused to move. He stepped close, so close I felt the heat of his body, the raw power radiating from him. With deliberate care, he clasped the chain around my wrist. It seared instantly, pain shooting up my arm. I gasped, biting back a cry. The metallic tang of my own blood filled my mouth where I bit my lip too hard. Damien’s smile deepened at my silence. “Good girl. Stronger than you look.” I lifted my wrist, the chain burning into my skin, and forced myself to meet his eyes. “This doesn’t make me yours.” Gasps echoed in my head as if the whole pack could hear my defiance. But only silence filled the chamber. Damien’s eyes blazed with a dangerous light. For a long moment, I thought he might strike me. Instead, he leaned closer, his lips nearly brushing my ear. “Keep fighting, Elena. I’ll enjoy breaking you piece by piece.” His words crawled down my spine, venomous and cold. But as he turned away, dismissing me like I was already conquered, I made a silent vow. I may be chained, but I am not broken. I will survive this. I will endure. And when the moment comes, I will be free. My heart beat faster, not from fear this time, but from resolve. Damien thought he had won. But the game had just begun.
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The Jealous Alpha The sound of boots striking stone echoed sharply through the corridor—fast, angry, unstoppable. Elena’s pulse quickened. She didn’t need to see him to know who it was. The very air shifted when Damien was near, thick with power and something far more dangerous—possessive rage.Zephyr’s hand still rested on her shoulder. They’d barely escaped the aftermath of her vision, and he refused to leave her side until she steadied herself. But now… his presence could mean death.“Elena,” Zephyr murmured, sensing the approaching storm. “Breathe. Don’t panic.”Her heart hammered just as the heavy door to her chamber burst open with a violent crack.Damien stood there, golden eyes burning, his aura a storm of fury that made the candles flicker and die.For a long moment, no one spoke. The silence between the three of them hung heavier than chains.Then Damien’s voice cut through the stillness, low and deadly. “Tell me,” he said, each word sharp as a blade against her throat, “w
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The Elder’s Words The great hall was silent now.The chaos of the previous night lingered like smoke in the air.Torches flickered as the pack members and council gathered cautiously, their eyes darting nervously between Damien, Elena, and the shadows that had vanished as quickly as they appeared.But Elena could feel a tremor in the air — something ancient, something waiting.A hush fell when the massive double doors at the end of the hall creaked open.All eyes turned toward the entrance.And then she saw him — the Elder.He was old. Impossibly old.His silver hair fell like a waterfall over his shoulders.His eyes were pale and luminous, as if reflecting another world entirely.Every step he took resonated with authority and centuries of unseen power.Even Damien, fierce and unyielding, took a half-step back, tension rippling across his shoulders.“Elena,” the Elder’s voice was soft, yet it carried through the hall like a bell tolling a warning.“Come forward.”Elena’s stomach twi
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Chains of Desire The air in the castle was heavy.Each step Elena took echoed against cold stone, a reminder of the chains she carried—seen and unseen.She had learned to move carefully under Damien’s gaze.But tonight… something had shifted.He was waiting.Not by the door. Not in the corridor.In the shadowed corner of the great hall—his golden eyes glinting like molten metal in the dim torchlight.He didn’t move when she entered. Yet the moment she drew near, a faint tilt of his head carried power, dominance, and something darker—desire.Elena’s throat tightened.Her pulse raced, not from fear alone but from the pull she could never escape.The pack’s whispers, the seer’s warnings, the twins’ pulsing energy—they tangled together inside her until her thoughts became a storm.“Good evening,” Damien’s voice broke the silence—velvet over steel.“Elena.”He stepped forward.His shadow fell over her feet, warm, commanding.Her wolf stirred uneasily, caught between defiance and submissi
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Pack’s Hatred Elena sat alone in her chamber.The dim light of dusk filtered through the tall windows, casting long, cold shadows across the floor.The twins stirred within her, their small, urgent movements pressing against her like a heartbeat she could feel in her very soul.Every flutter sent a wave of warmth through her body—a reminder of the life, and power, she carried.But power was dangerous.In a pack like Damien’s, anything extraordinary was a threat—and Elena had already learned the cost of standing out.The whispers started that evening, creeping through the hallways like tendrils of smoke.First, it was just a glance, a quick eye darting in her direction.Then murmurs—soft, deliberate, venomous.“She’s cursed.”“She’s no true Luna.”“She’s bringing ruin to the pack.”Elena’s pulse tightened with every word that leaked through the thin walls of her chamber.She could feel the weight of their hatred pressing down on her—suffocating, invasive.Each murmur was like a knife,
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