공유

not anymore

작가: Livite
last update 게시일: 2026-06-06 17:14:50

Kayden's POV

My mother's name was Senna.

I had known that. It was in the fragments — a warm, specific voice. But knowing a name as a memory fragment and knowing it as the name of the actual woman sitting beside you in a moving vehicle are two entirely different experiences. The first is a ghost. The second is a person with silver hair and dark eyes and a grip on your arm that says she is not letting go again.

My father was Cade. Quieter than I'd expected, or maybe just careful — fifteen years o
이 작품을 무료로 읽으실 수 있습니다
QR 코드를 스캔하여 앱을 다운로드하세요
잠긴 챕터

최신 챕터

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    its not that simple

    Nyx's POVSenna was in my kitchen when I got back.Not my kitchen in any meaningful sense — the fortress kitchen, large and institutional, staffed by six people at peak hours. But Senna had apparently decided it was hers for the afternoon, and the head cook had apparently decided, with the particular wisdom of experienced staff, that arguing with her was not worth the effort.She was at the central worktop when I came in, doing something methodical to a pile of vegetables, and she didn't look up."Sit," she said.I sat. I was too tired to do anything else.She put a cup of tea in front of me — real tea, not the fortress's standard issue, something she'd sourced from somewhere in the last twelve hours.I looked at it."The summit," she said. Not a question."Done. Three packs broke from his side." I wrapped my hands around the cup. "He'll have known within the hour.""Which means the shrine.""Which means the shrine." I looked at the worktop. "The ritual window opens in two days. He ne

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    it changed everything

    Kayden's POVThe Alliance lodge sat on a strip of land that belonged to nobody, which was the point.Stone building, three generations old, maintained by the joint council for exactly these moments — when pack politics had reached a threshold that required formal ground and formal process. A place that communicated seriousness by being, architecturally, very serious.I'd been inside twice before. Both times as a ghost — Silas's ghost, planted to observe and report. The rooms looked the same. The table looked the same. The chairs arranged in their careful geometry of competing interests.What was different was why I was here.Nyx arrived like she arrived everywhere — without announcement, without adjustment. She walked in and the room's center of gravity shifted. Every wolf in it felt it. Half of them looked at the table instead of at her, which was always a tell.The Alphas were already seated.Five on her side — correct, neutral, performing the composure of people honoring existing c

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    one thing at a time

    Nyx's POVThe fortress felt different when we came back through the gates.Not the stone. Not the towers or the layout or any physical thing. Something in the air — the pack-bond shifting, a collective exhale I could feel from every wolf on the property. Silas's hostages recovered. The leverage gone. The particular tension of *what if he uses them* lifting from the atmosphere.The guards at the gate bowed when I walked through.Not the bow I'd spent fifteen years cultivating. Not the bow of fear or political necessity or the careful deference of people managing a powerful person they didn't entirely trust. This was the other kind. The kind you give someone you've decided to follow because you've watched them do something real.I walked past it without comment.Senna fell into step beside me in the main corridor. She'd been quiet on the drive back — not shut down, just processing. She was a woman who processed in silence and then had very precise things to say on the other side of it.

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    not anymore

    Kayden's POVMy mother's name was Senna.I had known that. It was in the fragments — a warm, specific voice. But knowing a name as a memory fragment and knowing it as the name of the actual woman sitting beside you in a moving vehicle are two entirely different experiences. The first is a ghost. The second is a person with silver hair and dark eyes and a grip on your arm that says she is not letting go again.My father was Cade. Quieter than I'd expected, or maybe just careful — fifteen years of a locked room teaches you to ration expression. He sat near the window and watched the dark road with eyes that were the same shape as mine.My sister was Elara.Not a staged name, not a prop. The real one. Silas had taken it and used it for the planted girl in Nyx's throne room because that was the kind of cruelty he favored — precise, embedded, the kind you don't notice until you understand the whole picture.I kept looking back at them.I knew I was doing it. I couldn't stop.Senna caught m

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    the pack had been broken

    Kayden's POVThe Alliance lodge sat on a strip of land that belonged to nobody, which was the point.Stone building, three generations old, maintained by the joint council for exactly these moments — when pack politics had reached a threshold that required formal ground and formal process. A place that communicated seriousness by being, architecturally, very serious.I'd been inside twice before. Both times as a ghost — Silas's ghost, planted to observe and report. The rooms looked the same. The table looked the same. The chairs arranged in their careful geometry of competing interests.What was different was why I was here.Nyx arrived like she arrived everywhere — without announcement, without adjustment. She walked in and the room's center of gravity shifted. Every wolf in it felt it. Half of them looked at the table instead of at her, which was always a tell.The Alphas were already seated.Five on her side — correct, neutral, performing the composure of people honoring existing c

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    one thing at a time

    Nyx's POVThe fortress felt different when we came back through the gates.Not the stone. Not the towers or the layout or any physical thing. Something in the air — the pack-bond shifting, a collective exhale I could feel from every wolf on the property. Silas's hostages recovered. The leverage gone. The particular tension of *what if he uses them* lifting from the atmosphere.The guards at the gate bowed when I walked through.Not the bow I'd spent fifteen years cultivating. Not the bow of fear or political necessity or the careful deference of people managing a powerful person they didn't entirely trust. This was the other kind. The kind you give someone you've decided to follow because you've watched them do something real.I walked past it without comment.Senna fell into step beside me in the main corridor. She'd been quiet on the drive back — not shut down, just processing. She was a woman who processed in silence and then had very precise things to say on the other side of it.

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    I don't know what I am

    Kayden’s POVI just stood there. Frozen. My eyes jumped from her face to my wrist and back again. The skin was smooth. Not a mark. The only proof was the blood smeared on the floor tiles, dark and stupid-looking.My brain had shut off. Completely blank. What do you even say to that? Hey, guess I’m

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    What are you?

    Kayden’s POVShe just walked away. Like none of it even happened. Like a man wasn’t just beheaded for her. Like she didn’t just cough up a nightmare and call herself unkillable.“Nyx! Wait!”I jogged after her, my boots slapping the stone floor. She didn’t slow down. Her back was straight, that stu

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    I am unkillable

    Lyra’s POVWatching the shock crack open on Kayden’s face was better than fine wine. It was a goddamn masterpiece. He looked from me to Nyx, still crumpled and gasping on the floor, and I could see the pieces trying to click together in his head. Too slow, human. Way too slow.“What are you talking

  • Lusting After the alpha queen    He poisoned the queen

    Kayden’s POVI stood there in the training yard after she walked away, the coppery stink of Rykker’s blood filling my nose. My new “team” stared at me, their eyes a mix of fear, hatred, and pure disbelief. None of them moved. The body at my feet was still leaking into the dirt.Promotion. Right.Th

더보기
좋은 소설을 무료로 찾아 읽어보세요
GoodNovel 앱에서 수많은 인기 소설을 무료로 즐기세요! 마음에 드는 작품을 다운로드하고, 언제 어디서나 편하게 읽을 수 있습니다
앱에서 작품을 무료로 읽어보세요
앱에서 읽으려면 QR 코드를 스캔하세요.
DMCA.com Protection Status