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Chose. Me or the pack?

Author: King Victory
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 21:34:15

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Isyra’s voice broke at the edges, but it did not weaken. If anything, it sharpened, cutting through the room with a desperation Henry had never heard from her before.

“She will ruin us,” she said, shaking her head as if refusing the reality being forced on her. “She will ruin everything. Don’t you see that? She has always wanted what is mine. Always. Since we were children.” Her hands curled into fists in her lap. “And now you want to give her you?”

Henry opened his mouth, but she
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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   A delicious meal for one

    LyseraThe moment I stepped into the kitchen, everything stopped.Movement, sound and breath. Everything.The maids froze where they stood, hands mid-task, eyes snapping toward me like I had just dragged death itself into the room.For a second, no one spoke. Then the murmuring began. Low, filled with shock and disbelief that I was in the kitchen. Again.“She’s here.”“How?”“Why would she be here? What does she want?”The head cook moved. She was a stout woman with thick arms and a stern face, flour dusted across her apron and hands. She stepped forward quickly, planting herself directly in my path like a wall.“You cannot be here,” she said firmly.I didn’t plan to stop walking but she didn’t move so I had to come to a stand still. We stood there for a brief second—me staring at her, her staring right back, unyielding.“Move.”The command didn’t come from me. It came from behind. The older guard stepped forward, his presence cutting through the tension like a blade.“The Alpha has g

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Don’t believe the rumors

    LyseraI heard the sound of footsteps approaching before the first guard stepped back in. His eyes flicked between me and the boy, taking everything in instantly.The boy straightened so fast it looked painful.“Out,” the older guard said sharply.The boy didn’t hesitate; he turned and fled like his ass was on fire.Actually fled.That broke whatever restraint I had left. I leaned back in my chair, laughter spilling out of me again, lighter now. Freer.“When was the last time you laughed like this?” my wolf murmured, pleased with herself.I didn’t answer because I couldn’t remember.The guard glared at me.“Mad witch.” he muttered under his breath but I heard him loud and clear.Then, louder, he said, “Miss Isyra said you cannot cook to save your life. You will eat what you are given.”My laughter stopped. Just like that it was gone. The silence that followed was filled with coldness.“Isyra?” I asked, my voice filled with coldness.He didn’t seem to realize what he had just done. He

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   A young soldier

    Lysera“I want to cook my own food.” The words came out flat but liquid enough that the guard with me could hear.The guard didn’t even blink. He remained by the door, one shoulder resting against the frame, arms folded across his chest like I wasn’t worth the effort of a response. The door behind him stayed open, as Henry had instructed. No privacy. Just constant watching.I hated it. I wanted to be rid of this guard but for now, I had no choice than to put up with him. The maids that came might have kept their mouths shut and not looked at me with disgust but the same could not be said for the guard. “I said,” I continued, slower this time, “go and inform Henry that I will be preparing my own meals.”The guard turned his head slightly and looked at me. Not with curiosity but with disbelief like I had just said something incredibly stupid.Then he looked away again, completely dismissing me. Just like that.My fingers curled into my palms, nails digging into my skin as anger surged

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Manipulate him

    Lysera ‘You’re thinking too small, Lysera.”I stilled. Her voice had changed. It wasn’t soft anymore. It wasn’t pleading. It was… steady and clear.‘The pack already sees you as evil, she said. Henry thinks you’re nothing but a whore because you got pregnant for a man they nobody knows. Not even you.’My chest tightened because she wasn’t wrong.If you put me in front of the father of my child right now… I wouldn’t even know. All I remembered was his scent. Smoke and cedar.And the last time—in the throne room—Henry had smelled so much like it.My breath caught slightly. Maybe that was why I lost control. Why I went… feral. Why I pressed against him like that. Why I inhaled him like I was starving.That had to be it. It had to be.My wolf scoffed. I braced myself for her to argue—to say it wasn’t about the father of my child, that it was the mating bond, that I was just being stubborn.But she didn’t. She simply… moved on, continuing like nothing had been said.‘So use it.’Something

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Complete the mating ritual

    Lysera“I’m not eating that,” I said flatly as the servant placed the tray of food on the table in front of me.My stomach growled loudly, betraying me as the smell of the food filled the room. It reminded me just how long it had been since I last ate properly. The last time… Leander had gone out to hunt so we could eat together.My jaw tightened.That bastard.He said we would find a solution. He said I would be safe. But the moment the guards came, he stepped aside and let them take me.Or maybe he had already told them.Maybe he had sent word the moment he found me, making sure I couldn’t escape. He never said anything about it.A soft snicker came from one of the guards stationed inside the room.“You should eat,” he said. “Because once the maid takes it away, no one will listen when you start crying about being hungry.”I glared at him but said nothing. He was right. Damn him. I should eat.But even though my body was hungry, my stomach felt hollow. Empty in a way food couldn’t f

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   I’d kill myself first

    LyseraSilence. Her lips parted, then pressed shut. I leaned in, lowering my voice.“Say it again,” I whispered. “Tell him you didn’t want me dead.”“Stop it.” Henry stepped forward this time to defend her. “Why?” I shot back, not even looking at him. “You don’t want to hear the truth? Houses don’t just catch fire like that. She sent me there, made sure I starved, then tried to eliminate me.”His jaw tightened. “I said stop goading her. She would never set the pack house on fire. Must have been one of the pack members. After all, they all hate and want to be rid of you.”That made me laugh, the sound soft and bitter. Of course he would defend her. Isyra—the kind, gentle one who would never hurt a fly. Of course the pack would rally around her, help her get rid of me. She never dirtied her own hands.I stepped back slowly, my gaze moving between them as something inside me shifted.“You two suit each other,” I said. The words came out quiet, but they landed hard.Henry frowned slightl

  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Little lamb

    Lysera The air became charged as Henry’s anger flooded the room, raw and undeniable, until I could taste it on my tongue. Sweat broke out along my spine. My hands began to shake, the cutlery rattling faintly against the plate as his presence bore down on everyone In the great living room. No matt

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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   The wolf would fight

    Author’s POVIsyra returned to the pack house just before nightfall, the sky above bruised purple and gold as dusk settled over the lands. Torches had already been lit along the corridors, their flames flickering softly against stone walls that had always felt like home. She was not giving this pla

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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Wound so tight

    Author’s POVHenry melted into the kiss.For a brief, dangerous moment, it felt exactly as it always had.The world narrowed to warmth and familiarity, to the soft press of Isyra’s mouth against his, to the scent he had learned to associate with comfort and certainty. His hands moved almost of thei

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  • His Mate, But Not His Luna   Survival depends on it

    LyseraArmed with the knowledge that my baby would be my shield, I pushed myself to my feet.My legs still felt weak, but my resolve didn’t waver.I reached for the dress folded on the chair—the one I had worn to the mating ceremony. It was the only proper clothing I had left. No one had bothered t

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