LOGINThey called her the weakest omega in the pack. They were wrong. Cambria "Brie" Moonfall has spent nineteen years being invisible, found abandoned on pack land during a no-moon night, raised among wolves who saw her sensitivity as fragility and her silence as submission. She learned early that staying small kept her alive. What she never learned is that the instincts keeping her hidden aren't weakness at all. They're power. Rare, dangerous, unmapped power that no one in the Snowdon pack has seen in generations. Damien Devonshire has been watching her since he was thirteen. He tells himself it's because his wolf senses prey. He's wrong too.
View MoreLori’s POVThe door of Damien’s suite slams shut in my face, the loud, final click of the lock vibrating straight through my teeth.My chest burns. Hot, violent fury rushes through my veins, making my skin prickle with a toxic itch I can’t scratch.That miserable little omega. That filthy, low-blood piece of trash has dug her claws so deep into him that he is throwing away his chance at ultimate power, a dynasty, a crown, and me. All for her.My knuckles turn white as I grip the edges of the wooden tray in my hands. The honeyed warmth I practiced on my face for the past hour melts away, replaced by a snarling, twisted ugliness. Every single breath feels like inhaling smoke. He looked at me with pure disgust. He chose her, a caged animal rotting in the damp basement, over the future Luna Queen.I spin on my heel, my boots clicking furiously against the stone corridor. I don’t care about the rain lashing against the high Gothic windows or the guards who flatten themselves against the wa
Damien’s POVThe door locks behind me with a sound that goes straight through my ribs. I stand there for a full breath, one hand still raised like it hasn’t gotten the message that she doesn’t want me touching her, that she doesn’t want me there at all.The basement air clings to my skin, damp and heavy with the same rot that lived in her voice when she told me to go marry Lori.My boots move on their own, up the narrow stone stairs, and past the guards who flatten themselves against the wall so quickly it borders on ridiculous.I don’t look or speak to anyone. The bond in my chest has gone quiet in a way that feels worse than the silence from the past few days, worse than the constant pull. It feels like someone has cut the cord and left the bleeding end inside
Brie’s POVThe air down here doesn’t move. It just sits in the corners of the stone walls, thick with the smell of damp earth and old rot that makes my stomach roll over itself.Every single morning, the same heavy clank echoes down the hall. Dr. Lupin, the pack doctor, walks in carrying his metal case like an executioner holding his tools. He doesn’t look me in the eye. He just presses his cold, sterile fingers against my lower stomach, muttering numbers under his breath, checking for a pulse of life that isn’t there.‘Negative,’ he says every time, like it’s a failure on my part. It’s like my body is a broken machine refusing to cooperate with their grand design. And then he leaves. The heavy door swings shut, the lock turns with a loud, final click, and I’m left alone again with th
Damien’s POVI slam the door shut. The corridor is empty, good, I don’t need any more witnesses. The need to hit something is all-consuming. I slam my fist into the railing of the stairs leading down toward the lower levels. It does nothing but bruise my knuckles.I keep my hand on her arm the whole way, because if I let go I don’t trust what I’ll do. My jaw is locked, my veins burn with the heat of my fury, I hate myself for the performance we pulled off. My shame is bright like fireworks.My father’s humiliation of my mate weighs like hot iron on my chest, but it is no excuse for the pleasure she brought me.Brie doesn’t speak. She moves with me, her steps small and deliberate, eyes fixed on the floor ahead. Through the bond I feel her, the hollow ache th
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