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THE OATH AT DAWN
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2026-09-20 22:18:18
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Loving The Enemy Alpha THE OATH AT DAWN
Brian’s POV"Malakai?" I roared, taking two fast paces forward until my chest nearly brushed Nadia's green cloak, my hand clamping around the cold hilt of my sword. "Who the hell is Malakai, and why would he care about a human girl or old archive schematics?"Nadia didn't step back from my blade, her pale yellow eyes reflecting the single candle flame burning low on the oak desk between us."Malakai is a rogue commander building a massive, violent army in the dead territories beyond the northern mountain ridge," Nadia answered, her voice dropping into a flat, deadly whisper that echoed through the dusty stone aisle. "He has gathered three thousand unflagged fighters, exiles, and disgraced pack warriors under his black banner over the last two years.""Three thousand fighters?" Captain Vane gasped from behind my shoulder, his heavy iron boots shifting against the cold flagstones as his hand dropped to his own dagger. "The dead territories are supposed to be empty wasteland.""They were
Loving The Enemy Alpha THE WHISPER OF MALAKAI
Mollie’s POVThe shadow stepped past Captain Vane's shoulder, and my hand flew directly to the hilt of my steel dagger, my knuckles turning white as I pulled the blade three inches from its leather sheath.A tall woman stepped out from behind the high stone archway of aisle fourteen, wearing a long traveling cloak of dark green wool that smelled heavily of forest pine and wet river mud. She pulled back her deep hood, revealing a young face framed by sharp cheekbones, two dark scars running down her left jawline, and pale yellow eyes that gleamed under the dim candlelight. Neither Brian nor I had ever seen her before, but she walked with the relaxed, quiet confidence of a trained rogue who knew every inch of this archive."Who are you?" Brian demanded, stepping firmly in front of me and resting his palm flat against his sword pommel while his alpha energy surged through the narrow stone aisle."My name is Nadia," the woman said softly, stopping six feet away from us and folding her arms
Loving The Enemy Alpha ASHES IN THE VAULT
Brian’s POVI stood frozen over the damning records resting on the oak desk, my eyes locked on the bold signatures of Thomas Vance and Elena Vance written at the bottom of the yellowed parchment. The cold dust of aisle fourteen hung heavy in the damp air between us, every single detail of the ancient massacre that took my uncle and three cousins rushing through my mind like a fresh, open wound. Every instinct passed down through my alpha bloodline roared at me to step away from her, to see her as the daughter of the monsters who had handed the Silvermane council our absolute destruction.Mollie stood completely still beside the iron chest, her knuckles pale as she gripped the rough edge of the reading table, her dark eyes wide and full of fear as she waited for my anger to break over her head. Her breath came in quick, silent hitches, her body braced for me to draw my short blade or order her back to the keep dungeons in heavy iron chains. She didn't move an inch, her gaze searching m
Loving The Enemy Alpha THE ARCHIVE OF SHADOWS
Mollie’s POV"Hide it?" I asked, staring at Brian's large hand covering mine on my lap, feeling the heat of his skin against my freezing knuckles. "You think hiding this letter is going to protect us from what my family built?""It keeps you alive, Mollie," Brian said, his amber eyes burning with an intense, desperate light as he stayed down on one knee beside my chair. "If the elders get their hands on this paper, they will drag you to the courtyard platform before sunrise. You do not know how deep the hatred runs for that silver blade.""I am not going to spend the rest of my life jumping at shadows in your keep, Brian," I said, pulling my hands out from under his grip and folding the stiff, water-damaged parchment back into four neat squares. "I need to see the original records for myself. I need to know every single thing my parents signed their names to.""The original technical schematics are not in this keep, Mollie," he replied, pushing himself up to his feet with a quiet grun
Loving The Enemy Alpha THE ANCIENT BLADE
Brian’s POV"A silver-laced weapon," I muttered under my breath, standing frozen in the center of my cold, pitch-black private study while holding the heavy leather-bound ledger my father had sealed away in the high wall safe thirty years ago.The exact description I had uncovered in the high pack archives earlier that evening matched the strange text down to the specific, horrifying phrasing. It described a brutal, ancient blade forged with pure silver vein-metal and dark spell-craft, an ancient relic engineered generations ago that had wiped out nearly half of my ancestors in a single bloody night along the riverbank. My hands shook slightly as I turned the dry parchment page under the dim yellow light of my desktop candle, the faint smell of old leather and dried ink filling my nose."Lord Brian," Captain Vane called out softly from the hallway threshold, resting his heavy gloved hand against the open wooden doorframe while his iron armor clattered against the stone wall. "The guar
Loving The Enemy Alpha THE UNOPENED LETTER
Mollie’s POVI closed the heavy oak door of my quarters, the sound of the eight guards settling into position outside the hallway threshold echoing through the quiet room.My shoulders throbbed with a dull, persistent ache from the fall off my horse, but my hands remained steady as I unbuckled my sword belt, letting the leather sheaths clatter onto the small wooden table beside the hearth. A warm fire crackled softly in the stone fireplace, casting flickering yellow light across the heavy velvet curtains and the polished oak floorboards.I sat down on the low wooden stool near the hearth, reaching into my small leather travel bag to pull out the iron-bound wooden chest Brian had recovered from the Silvermane archive raid months ago.I had kept the box hidden beneath my spare tunics, lacking the courage to unlock the small iron brass latch. Every time I looked at the dark walnut wood, my mind dragged me back to my father’s quiet study in our old village house before Arthur’s soldiers b
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