LOGIN“It is done,” he said softly. “You carry my mark now. The Devil’s mark. You are bound to me….by the moon, by the curse, by choice. Your body belongs to me. You will have no say in what I do to you whether you want it or not. I will use you for as long as I want, in any way I want. You have given me the right to own you completely, to take you, to make or break you and make you mine until you can't even remember what it feels like to be free.” ****** They took everything from Elara Veyra. Her father. Her dignity. Branded wolf-less, betrayed by the man she loved, and cast out by the pack that once called her their own, she ran into the one place even death fears to enter…..the cursed lands of the Devil Alpha. Draven Nightbane. A name whispered like a prayer and a curse. The monster who slaughtered kings, the beast born of darkness and fury. He should have killed her the moment she crossed his borders. Instead, he looked at her as if he’d been waiting. Now Elara lives in his fortress of shadows, bound to the most feared Alpha in existence. But beneath his cruelty lies a hunger even the Moon Goddess can’t explain…and when his touch awakens something ancient inside her, she begins to realize the truth. She's not wolf-less. She's sealed. And he is the key to unleashing what the Moon goddess herself tried to hide. He thinks she offered herself to him to survive. But when the truth of her bloodline surfaces, he’ll learn that she was never the prey…. She was the prophecy that could destroy him.
View More~ELARA~The walls tremble.I jolt upright from the bed, my heart hammering in my chest.The sound…. low, feral, and broken, rolls through the corridors like thunder.A growl.No, not just a growl. A warning.The candles flicker violently, the air turning heavy, thick with something wild and ancient.“What’s happening?” I whisper, clutching the sheets.The whole castle is silent except the loud growl. It must be one of the wolves and it sounds like it's in pain.Again, this is not the sound of an ordinary wolf. It sounds like an Alpha wolf, something more deeper, deadlier.Slowly and fearfully, I come down from the bed and put on my slippers. I start moving to the door when suddenly it bursts open, and my maid, Isabella, rushes in….. her face pale, eyes wide with terror.“My Lady……you mustn’t leave this room! This is the right time to stay locked up in your room as everyone is doing right now!” she pleads, slamming the door shut behind her. “He’s shiftin
~DRAVEN~Everywhere is silent after my wolves stopped talking. I am alone in my room, trying to fully calm myself down.I drag in a shuddering breath and rest my head back against the cold stone wall. My body still trembling from the fight ….from holding them back.Every muscle aches. Every heartbeat feels like it’s cracking something inside me open.I remain in this position for a while, enjoying the silence as the fire in the fireplace dies down to a faint ember glow.But the silence doesn’t last. It never does. Because I can feel it as the heat in my veins grows.The air shifts….. heavy, electric, alive. The flames in the hearth twist, bending toward the open window. And through it, the light comes.I can feel it.The pull. The Moon’s call.She’s rising.And with every heartbeat, I lose a little more of myself.It's the full moon. Pale, silver and relentless. The full moon is my curse, my chain and my executioner.“Shit!” I curse out loud.I lift my head s
~DRAVEN~The moment she leaves, I grip the edge of the table so tightly the wood cracks beneath my hands.Her scent lingers….sweet, intoxicating, maddening.Lavender and honey.It clings to the air, to me.I shut my eyes, but all I can see is her, her soft skin, the faint curve of her neck, the way she trembled whenever I looked at her.She shouldn’t be here. She shouldn’t exist in my world.And yet… she fits.Too perfectly.The mark on her wrist… it calls to the beast inside me, whispering things I swore I’d buried long ago.The way she looked at me at breakfast…..scared but curious. The way her lips parted slightly when she was nervous. Every movement, every breath she takes tempts me to lose control.I can still hear her heartbeat echoing in my head. So fast. So alive.Mine.The word slips through the cracks of my restraint, raw and feral.I push back from the table abruptly, my chair scraping across the stone floor.I can’t breathe. Not here. Not with her
~ELARA~The morning sun filters weakly through the tall, arched windows, painting faint golden streaks across the black marble floor. My heart pounds harder with each step as I follow Isabella down the long corridor.She told me Draven had ordered breakfast to be served in the east dining hall.Breakfast with him.The words alone make my stomach twist.I try to steady my breath, my palms clammy despite the cool air. The castle is silent…too silent, except for the faint echo of my footsteps and the occasional flicker of torches that line the walls.When Isabella pushes open the heavy oak doors, my breath catches.Draven is already seated at the far end of the table. His dark hair falls loosely over his forehead, his black shirt unbuttoned at the collar. The morning light hits him just right, catching the faint scar along his jaw.He looks almost human. Almost.His cold eyes lift when I enter, pinning me in place.“Sit,” he says simply.My legs nearly give out
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