FAZER LOGINHe stepped in with a dangerous air around him that said he was ready to kill me if I moved an inch. However, something else caught my eyes asides the fact that he looked every bit dangerous. The man who entered wasn’t just handsome. No, handsome would’ve been too human. Too ordinary. This man was carved by war and wilderness. A masculine beauty wrapped in scruffiness, like the gods had dipped him in smoke and iron before sending him down to torment the earth.Thick dark hair curled untamed around his ears. His jaw was sharp, overlaid with a scruffy beard that only added to the tension lurking behind his sea-storm eyes, gray with flecks of gold. And those eyes… gods, those eyes. They looked at me like I was the enemy. Like I’d killed his first love and spit on her grave. He was tall too. So tall and broad I knew if he wanted to kill me, he wouldn't even break a sweat.He walked toward me slowly as if trying to study me. As soon as he got close, I could smell him. "You awake finally,
Ari:I didn’t remember how many days had passed since I was banished. Maybe three. Maybe thirty. Time had started to blur. Hunger had a way of making hours feel like decades.I’d found a group of outcasts like me, wolves stripped of their packs, backless and nameless. Some had bite marks on their necks. Others had missing eyes, ears, fingers. All of us had one thing in common: we were rotting and barely alive.There was no talking. No introductions. Just snarls and teeth.We gathered behind the marketplace where food vendors dumped scraps and bones. The air reeked of grease, piss, and gas.When the bins rattled, we pounced.I never thought I’d fight for fish bones and moldy bread, but there I was, clawing at the ground, crawling on all fours, trying to grab a half-eaten meat pie that had fallen in the dirt.A growl cut through the frenzy. Someone yanked me by the hair and shoved me into the mud. Another foot slammed into my side. I coughed, the world spinning. I reached for the food a
Ari:One would wonder what I did to cause such humiliation. I had that question in my head every single day too. I didn't commit a crime. I was just in love.Whenever I went to the palace with my father for ceremonies, we would meet in the field, away from the outside world. His slick back hair, his dimpled smile and his eyes pulling me in like a whirlpool. "I hope one day, you will realize how much I love you and announce our relationship to the world," I had said one day while spending time with him as usual by creek. I had been laying on the grass by his side, feeling content. I had everything I wanted with him by my side.I was just seventeen, but I knew what it was to love.Then, one day while I was getting my siblings ready to go out, they began to talk. "I just hope during the coronation, the Alpha Heir, Riel, would just look at me and choose me." They both grunted. I chipped in, braiding my older sister's hair as I spoke. "The Alpha Heir already has one lover and that's me
BOOK3 OF THE RUINED SERIES: I LET THE CRAZY ALPHA RUIN ME.Ari POV:The darkness had a strange warmth to it that made it seem too comfortable. Almost like I was wrapped in silk—like I was floating in nothingness. I would’ve stayed there too. I should’ve. But the slap of icy water against my skin dragged me back to the surface.I gasped and coughed violently, eyes flying open only to be met with torches, murmurs, and the sound of footsteps crunching against gravel.Where was I?The answer hit me before my vision fully cleared. I was at the courtyard. The overlapping chatter and golden moon hanging overhead were how I could tell. My breath was coming out slow and ragged.I blinked. My body ached everywhere. My wrists were bound and bruised. My cheek throbbed where I’d hit the ground. But worst of all, I was naked. I had been stripped while I was out cold. What else happened when I was not conscious? Paraded? I didn't know. Shadowfang was known to be a pack with cruel rules but little d
Darius POV: Getting accustomed to new developments can be quite tasty. But trying to get accustomed to losing my wolf felt like trying to live without my heart. It started with the morning fever. And the afternoon fatigue. To the evening soul torture. Of course, I hid all this from Draven and most Especially Eira, If she knew I was suffering. She would likely blame herself. And even tried to put herself in danger so I would get my wolf back. My heart warmed slightly. Each time I thought of her. It felt right in the world. And when I’m next to her. I couldn’t even feel the torment of not having a wolf. It’s like she completed that part in a way. I didn’t exactly understand how. All I knew was that I was happy she was the one. Cause I got to spend more and more time with her. After Draven had reinstated me. He had strictly warned that no one must find out I lost my wolf. Cause that would mean automatic treason. Which is death. But it was getting harder and harder to hide it. Espe
Eira POV: Love shakes your insides apart. Then it rebuilds. Love is soft. Thoughtful. And most especially love is caring. As I danced to Maya singing off track i knead dough. Maya threw her head back and forth laughing at my silly dance steps. Or as so she liked to call it. I was baking a cake and some pie. “This looks good. And smells good too.” Maya said as she inhaled the scent. I was done baking the cake. I was now left with the pie. Rushed footsteps. They came into the kitchen. It was Draven and Aditya. My heart skipped. They weren’t supposed to be here early. Their eyes softened with a smile. They came closer. Draven dragged me by the waist to enclasp me in his warm huge arms. Darius stood behind me. Inhaling my neck. Lately, he’d been obsessed with it. He placed a sensual kiss on it. And I had to bite down the moan. I was very self-aware of Maya’s presence. Against the wish of my throbbing thighs. I pushed them and I was even surprised it worked. They frowned like







