LOGINNyxara Vale is a living anomaly a woman with no scent whose very presence silences the primal mate bond that rules hidden werewolf society. Rhydian Blackthorne is the ultimate Alpha, a creature of absolute instinct and control, until he meets her. For the first time in his long life, the fated bond doesn't trigger. There is only a profound, unsettling silence... and an obsession born purely of his own will. When Rhydian defies ancient law to claim her by choice, not fate, he makes them both targets. To his pack, she is a blasphemy. To the ruthless Elder Council, she is a disease to be eradicated. Trapped in a gilded cage of corporate intrigue and ancient power struggles, Nyx and Rhydian must fight not just for their lives, but for the validity of a love that was never supposed to exist. INSTINCTLESS is a slow-burn romance with an explosive payoff, exploring whether a love that is chosen can be stronger than one that is destined. It’s a story about defying biology, burning down old worlds, and forging a new one where the greatest power isn't instinct it's choice.
View MoreThe manor had changed.Where once there were walls and guards, now there were gardens and open gates. Wolves came and went freely not just Blackthorne pack, but visitors from across the territories. Some came to learn. Some came to heal. Some came just to see the place where the war ended and something new began.I stood on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, watching the morning activity. Children chased each other through the snow. Healers moved between small buildings that had been added over the years. A group of young wolves sat in a circle, listening to an elder tell stories."You're supposed to be resting."Rhydian's arms wrapped around me from behind. I leaned back into his warmth."I'm fine. The baby doesn't come for another month."He pressed a hand to my growing belly, and I felt the tiny flutter of life inside. Our third child. A boy, the healers said."The healer said you need to rest more," he murmured against my hair. "Something about Bond Singers and pregnancy being
One month passed.Winter deepened. Snow covered the manor, the forests, the mountains. Inside, life continued. The pack healed. Prisoners became workers, then trusted helpers. Even Viktor, still chained but treated with dignity, began to change. He spoke little, but when he did, it was with a growing confusion about the life he'd led."They never showed me kindness," he said one day, watching Nyx heal a young wolf's broken bond. "Only fear. I thought fear was respect.""It's not," Nyx said softly. "But you're learning."Rhydian spent his days training, rebuilding, planning. Scouts reported no sign of Selene. She had vanished into the northern wastes. But everyone knew she would return.Nyx trained with her mother daily. She learned to weave bonds between unlikely wolves enemies who became friends, strangers who became pack. She learned to sense threats before they came, to feel the ripple of hostile intent across miles."You're ready," her mother said one evening. "For whatever comes.
The battle raged around me, but I stood frozen.Selene was gone. Disappeared into the dark tunnels of the mountain. Viktor was trapped, his wolves fighting desperately, but their leader's flight had broken something in them. They fought without heart now.Rhydian appeared at my side, bloody but standing. "You did it.""I showed her the truth. She ran from it." I looked at him. "Is that winning?""It's a start."Kellan fought through the chaos to reach us. "Viktor's down. His wolves are surrendering. What do we do with them?"Rhydian looked at the battlefield. Dozens of enemy wolves were laying down weapons, raising empty hands. They looked tired. Scared. Lost."Prisoners," he said. "We take prisoners. No executions."Kellan nodded and ran to spread the word.I watched as our wolves rounded up the survivors. Some resisted, but most just collapsed, relieved the fighting was over. The cavern slowly quieted.Then I saw Viktor.He was on his knees, surrounded by our fighters. His empty eye
I stood in the tunnel entrance, frozen.The sounds of battle had stopped. No snarls. No growls. Just the rush of the underground river and my own ragged breathing.My mother grabbed my arm. "We have to go. The passage""No." I pulled away. "Rhydian is still out there.""If you go back, you die. He saved you for nothing."I knew she was right. But knowing and feeling were different things.Then, a figure stumbled out of the snow.Rhydian.He was barely standing. Blood covered his chest. His arm hung at a wrong angle. But his eyes, those gold eyes were open and looking for me.I ran. I caught him as he fell, lowering him gently to the ground."You're alive," I whispered, tears freezing on my cheeks."Told you," he gasped. "Always find you."My mother was there, pressing cloth to his wounds. "He's bad. The arm is broken. Ribs too. And he's lost a lot of blood.""Can you heal him?""Not here. Not now." She looked at me, grim. "We need to get him to the passage. Now."Kellan and Leo appear
The cave was cold, but no one complained. We had lost four. Their names echoed in my head wolves who followed me into danger and didn't come back. Their families would mourn. Their bonds would fray and fade. My mother sat across from me, wrapped in a spare blanket. Up close, I could see the year
We ran.The camp was pure chaos. Fires burned. Wolves shouted. The clash of Kellan's diversion echoed from the north. Nobody looked our way.Rhydian led the way. I stayed close behind him, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. The prisoner cages were ahead, just visible through the sm
The journey back to the manor was different. We walked slower. Talked more. The constant fear that had pressed on us during the trip north was gone. In its place was something new hope. Fragile, but real. Kellan was fully healed now, his wound just a scar. He walked beside Leo, the two of them
Dawn came slow and grey.We had walked all night. My legs were numb. My head ached from using my power. But we didn't stop. The memory of Selene's smile and the dead Rougarou pushed us forward.The trees began to thin. The ground became rockier. We were climbing now, the air getting colder with eve






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