“He’s the Alpha I was sent to destroy. But he’s also the one who marked me.” Kai is a rogue Omega hiding a dangerous secret. He’s been trained to take down Alpha Lucian Duskbane the cold, powerful heir of the Blackclaw Pack by getting close enough to uncover his weaknesses. But nothing goes according to plan. One mistake. One touch. One bite behind a locked door... And now Kai is bound by a forbidden mark that should never exist. Lucian is promised to another. His future is already written. But ever since he tasted Kai’s scent, his wolf won’t rest. He’s losing control at the office, at the packhouse, and in front of the Council. As their bond deepens, secrets rise to the surface lies, betrayal, hidden heat... and a war that could tear the packs apart. When the truth finally comes out, Lucian must choose: Obey the laws of the Council. Or follow the pull of a bond that could cost him everything.
View MoreScene 1: The Contract Celebration
The Blackthorn mansion was very big and very rich. Lights shone everywhere and the floor was gold.
The walls were silver with big g glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling. They sparkled like stars.
The whole place smelt of sweet, they smelt like roses and power.
The top clans were here tonight and witches in long black dresses.
Vampires with red eyes and sharp teeth. Alphas in dark suits with proud eyes.
They laughed, they whispered and they showed off their power. They drank glowing wine.
They all came to see me.
My car stopped outside the mansion and a servant opened the door.
I stepped out slowly.
Flash. Flash. Flash.
Camera blinded me and I didn’t blink, I didn't wave and I didn’t smile.
I walked straight, like I didn’t see anyone. I was cold and calm, like a king.
Inside the ballroom, the air was thick. It smelt like old magic and fake smiles and saw her right away.
Selene Aldair. My fiancée.
She was tall, pale, and perfect. Her dress was ice-blue, it was soft like water and her lips were painted red. Her white-blond hair was tied up like a crown.
She turned her head and looked at me like I was already belonged to her.
“Lucian,” she said with a smile. “Try not to look so angry. You will ruin the photos.”
I didn’t answer.
I looked down at her hand and a silver ring shone on her finger.
It was the binding ring.
I felt it pulling me like a heavy chain and my chest felt tight.
Her father stood beside her. Lord Aldair. He led the High Council. He was the most powerful man here, right after me.
His smile was cold and they were full of secrets.
“Tonight,” he said, and placed a heavy hand on my shoulder, “is the beginning of a great future.”
I nodded and I said nothing.
I have learnt how to smile when I want to scream.
Jax, my Beta, walked up to me and he leaned close and whispered, “Council spies. At least five.”
“I see them,” I said.
A waiter passed with a silver tray of glowing drinks and I grabbed one. I drank it so fast and it burnt my throat.
Selene watched me and her smile was sharp.
She thought she had won and I felt like I was already trapped.
I held my phone to my ear, and I pretended I got a call.
Then I turned and walked away, I was quiet and fast. I pushed open a side door and I stepped outside.
The cold air hit my face and I breathed in deep and finally I could breathe well again.
The stars were high and clear and the sky was black and wide. I looked up at it like I wanted to run away into it.
Then something changed and I smelled it.
It was a pine tree, smoke and something wild and a male.
My wolf inside me lifted his head and he growled.
What is that? Crash!
A loud sound behind me.
A tray fell to the floor and I spun around when a man stumbled out of the service door.
He froze when he saw me and I stared at him.
He was tall, broad and his dark hair was messy.
His face was sharp, but there was a scar down one side of his cheek and one of his eyes was gold and the other was green.
It was strange, beautiful and dangerous.
He looked straight at me and I felt it.
Then my heart stopped and my wolf growled low.
Mate.
I stepped back and my chest jumped.
No. No. This isn’t right, he is a man.
The waiter lifted one eyebrow. “Problem?” he asked, but I didn’t speak.
He walked forward, slow. He was calm, too calm and too close.
He placed the tray down on the ledge beside us.
Then he stepped closer, I mean too close.
“Go,” I said quietly.
“Why?” he asked in a soft voice.
He walked past me, and when he brushed by, our hands touched.
It was just a second.
But then… I felt it.
A spark.
And a burn hot and sharp.
Like fire moving under my skin.
My breath caught. I gasped.
The mate mark.
It flickered right there, glowing faintly under my skin like a hidden flame.
I stepped back, feeling light-headed.
“What… what trick is this?” I whispered. My voice shook.
He didn’t answer right away.
He only smiled. Not a cruel smile. A calm one. Like he already knew something I didn’t.
“You tell me, Alpha,” he said, voice low and steady.
That was when my wolf growled.
Loud.
Deep inside my chest.
It wasn’t just a sound, it was a pull, a need. My wolf was pacing now, restless, ready to break out.
No.
This was wrong.
This couldn’t be real.
I was not supposed to feel this.
I was not supposed to feel anything for him.
I was engaged to Selene.
She was inside the hall, smiling, waiting.
There were cameras.
There were spies.
There were Council members watching everything.
But right now... none of that mattered.
Because my wolf had already chosen.
But right now, I couldn't think about anything else again, Jax’s voice is close. I hear footsteps coming.
And I grabbed the man’s wrist and pulled him down a dark hallway.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am Kai”
His eyes shone in the dark. “What magic is this?” I whispered.
He leaned in near, it was too near.
“I didn’t do anything,” he said and his voice was low. “You felt it. Didn’t you?
Because I did feel it.
Every part of me felt it.
I slammed him hard against the wall and my hands gripped his coat. My breath was also fast.
He didn’t blink, he didn’t move, he just stared at me like he already knew me.
“Say something,” I whispered. “Lie. Deny it.”
He leaned in close and his lips brushed my jaw. It was so soft and so warm.
“I would,” he said. “but your wolf already claimed me.”
I froze and then I kissed him. It was hard, it was like fire, like war, it was like I couldn't stop.
And maybe, I didn’t want to.
Zara’s POV The Council chamber was colder than usual. Perhaps it was the way the torches burned low, or the way the stone walls echoed every sound as if the mountain itself were holding its breath. I sat behind the carved railing with my fingers folded neatly, my nails digging into my skin to keep from trembling. This was it, the moment I had worked for. Lucian stood before the Elders, tall, still, every line of his body screaming control. But I saw the faint tightening in his jaw, the way his hands stayed behind his back like he was holding himself together with sheer force. Elder Corvus was the first to speak, his voice deep and grave. “Lucian, Alpha of the Crescent Pack, you have been summoned because troubling evidence has been presented against you.” The parchment on the table looked so small, so harmless. Yet I knew what it contained: images, words, fragments of nights he thought were hidden. His stolen glances, his whispers when he thought no one listened, the name he repea
Zara’s POVThe council chamber was colder than usual tonight, though the fires burned in their iron braziers and the air stank of old incense. My cloak dragged behind me as I stepped across the polished stone floor, the sound echoing like a drum.Seven elders sat in a semicircle, their faces half-shadowed, half-lit by flame. And I, little sister of Selene, should have been trembling before them.But tonight, I was the one who carried the dagger.“Zara Whitmoor,” Elder Marcellus rumbled, his voice gravel deep, eyes narrowed beneath his silver brows. “You asked for an urgent audience. What matter dares disturb the Council’s rest?”I bowed slightly, letting strands of my dark hair fall across my face to hide my smile. “A matter concerning the Alpha of Blackclaw. And a truth you will want to see with your own eyes.”Their silence pressed on me like weight, but I had prepared for this moment. Days of following, watching, recording. My hand slipped inside my satchel, and I drew out the smal
Lucian’s POVThe chamber was quiet, too quiet. The kind of silence that pressed against my skull until I could hear the thrum of my own heartbeat, steady and heavy like a war drum. The moonlight spilled through the window, silver and sharp, brushing across Selene’s shoulder where my mark now burned bright against her skin.She slept, her breath steady, her body curled faintly toward me. The bond tethered us now, unbreakable in the eyes of the council, permanent in the laws of the pack.And yet, as I stared at her, my chest did not feel full. It felt hollow.My wolf paced inside me, restless. She is not the one. This bond is a cage. You’ve chained us to the wrong heart.I pressed a hand against my temple and shut my eyes. For a fleeting second, I could feel him,Kai. His warmth, his scent, the thread between us still burning beneath the forced bond. It hadn’t been erased. It hadn’t been silenced.It had only grown more painful.Selene shifted and murmured something in her sleep. Her ski
Kai’s POV The forest was too quiet. I stumbled deeper into the trees, away from the laughter that still spilled from the pack house, away from the heavy voices of the Elders and the clinking of their cursed goblets. My chest heaved, my breath coming in ragged bursts. Every step was heavier than the last, as if my body didn’t belong to me anymore. Lucian’s scent still clung to me. Pine and smoke, wild and grounding, threaded through the night air and refused to leave. I hated it, I needed it, I wanted to rip it out of my lungs, but instead I dragged it in again, because even in pain I was starving for him. The full moon hung above me, merciless and bright. It glared down on me like an accusing eye, watching me break, watching me shatter. I pressed a hand to my chest, nails digging into the fabric of my shirt. The bond burned hot under my skin, restless, angry, alive. It screamed at me, clawed at me, begged me to turn back, to find him, to fight for what was ours. But I had seen
Selene’s POVThe silver glow of the full moon spilled through the great hall’s open roof, drenching the stone floor in pale light. Tonight was supposed to be the night of fulfillment, of triumph. My gown glittered faintly as I stood at the center of the hall, every thread chosen to remind them all that I was not just any woman,I was the Alpha’s promised mate. The Council’s eyes lingered on me, and whispers slipped through the crowd like snakes.At the far end, Lucian entered. My chest tightened at the sight of him,tall, broad, a shadow of power that silenced the murmurs as easily as if he had willed it. But his face… cold, unreadable, like stone carved into a mask. He looked at me and through me all at once, and for a moment I hated him for it.Still, tonight he would be mine. The Council had made it clear: the bond would be sealed under the moon. I would no longer have to wait, to wonder, to beg for his attention. Tonight, he would have no choice but to take me.Elder Corvus rose fir
Selene’s POV The morning sun was too bright, too cheerful for the storm that brewed inside me. Its golden light spilled through the arched windows of the council chamber, painting the stone walls with warmth that felt almost mocking. I sat rigid on the bench, back straight, hands clenched in my lap. My sister Zara lingered nearby, her sharp eyes darting to me every now and then as though she were cataloging my every tremble, every flicker of doubt. I hated how she looked at me, like she knew something I didn’t. But it was not Zara who haunted me. It was Lucian. Every word he had spoken last night echoed in my chest like a hollow drum. “It is not yet time.” Always delays. Always excuses. My heart had been bared before the entire hall, and still, he left me with nothing. The whispers had already spread through the pack. They followed me down the corridors, across the dining hall, even through the gardens. “The Alpha doesn’t want her.” “She is desperate.” “Perhaps there is someone
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