One night was all it was supposed to be... But fate doesn’t play fair—especially with wolves. Raya Voss is the fiercest Alpha the Northern Territories have ever known—ruthless, powerful, and feared by all. But when a stormy night leads her into the arms of a mysterious, silver-eyed stranger, passion ignites. One unforgettable night. No names. No strings. No consequences... or so she thought. Now, the stranger she can’t stop dreaming about is back—and he’s more than off-limits. He’s her fated mate. He’s also the innocent younger brother of her greatest enemy. As forbidden desire threatens to unravel her iron control and secrets claw their way to the surface, Raya must choose between loyalty and love, betrayal and survival. Because when two souls are bound by fate, nothing—not even war—can tear them apart. Possessive. Dangerous. Addictive. This Alpha doesn't play games—she claims what’s hers.
View MoreThe forest was a blur—leaves trembling, wind whispering secrets, moonlight painting her bare skin in silver-blue.
She lay beneath him, breath ragged, heart thundering in her chest like a battle drum. His body hovered over hers, heat radiating off him in waves. Muscles taut, covered in faded scars. Every inch of him looked carved for war, but the way he touched her… it was worship.
Not gentle. Never that. But reverent. Like she was something sacred he was about to defile.
His eyes never left hers.
He wanted to see it. The moment her pride shattered.
He dipped his head to her throat, tongue flicking across her pulse. She arched up instinctively, the spark of contact making her lips part in a silent gasp. His teeth grazed her skin, not quite biting. Teasing. Testing.
“Still in control, Alpha?” he whispered against her throat.
“Loosen up for me my Queen” he whispered as he dragged his lips down.
She hated how much her body reacted to that voice—husky, rough, a touch feral. It rolled over her like thunder, pressing deep into places no one had ever touched. She could have shoved him off. She could have ended this with a command.
She didn’t.
His hand slid down her side, fingers tracing the curves of her waist, her hip, the inside of her thigh. Her legs spread before her mind gave permission.
She was open. Vulnerable.
And it turned her on so much it made her dizzy.
His fingers found her wet—soaked, throbbing, aching for more. He hummed low in his chest, satisfied, cocky.
“You want to be fucked like you’re not a queen, don’t you?” he said, voice dark silk. “Just a woman”,he said as he placed kisses on her stomach.
Her breath hitched. The insult should have made her furious. Instead, her hips rolled toward his hand.
He smirked. “That’s what I thought.”
His lips trailed up, and his mouth found her breast, lips hot and hungry, tongue swirling over her nipple until it stood taut, aching. She bit her lip to hold back the sound clawing at her throat. He noticed.
“Oh no, pretty thing,” he said, sliding lower, trailing kisses down her stomach. “I want to hear you.”
He slowly went down and knelt between her legs, spreading her wide with his rough hands. His tongue flicked out, tasted her, and she gasped—the sound raw and unfiltered. He groaned into her pussy, as if he liked her taste more than air.
Then he feasted.
He licked her like he was starving, like her pleasure was something he’d been denied his whole life. His tongue teased her clit, then pressed flat and hard, circling until she was grinding against his mouth. Every stroke sent sparks up her spine. Every flick pushed her closer to the edge.
She tried to stay quiet, biting her fist, but he noticed that too.
He pulled back just enough to growl, “Moan for me.”
She glared at him, breathing hard. “You think you’ve earned that?”
He smiled, wicked and hungry. “I know I have.”
Two fingers slid into her, slow and deliberate. His mouth returned to her clit, and this time, she didn’t bite anything. She cried out—sharp and filthy, her voice echoing through the trees.
He worked her like he knew her body better than she did—sucking, curling, stroking until her hips shook and her thighs trembled.
She came with a scream, back arching, walls clenching around his fingers. Her moan—deep, broken, real—spilled from her lips before she could stop it.
She lay panting, dazed, sweat slicking her skin.
He didn’t stop.
He moved over her, letting her feel the weight of him again—his chest brushing hers, cock hard and ready, pressing against her entrance.
“I haven’t even started,” he whispered in her ear.
Then he pushed inside.
Slow. Deep. Devastating.
She cried out again—not in pain, not quite in pleasure. Something rawer. A sound she didn’t recognize. A sound of surrender.
He filled her completely, stretching her, claiming her. Her walls pulsed around him, slick and hot. His hips moved in a brutal rhythm, but it wasn’t rushed. He took his time. He wanted to own every reaction, every sound, every desperate arch of her back.
He fucked her like he knew no one else ever had.
Her hands clawed at his back, nails raking down muscle. His mouth was at her throat again, panting against her skin, whispering filth between every thrust.
“You love this. Being fucked like you are not a queen,Used like you’re mine.”
She should have growled. Should have denied it.
But all she did was whimper, “Yes.”
That made him snap. He slammed into her harder, faster, dragging cries from her mouth that she couldn’t control. She’d never been this loud. Never this desperate. Never so utterly ruined.
“Scream my name…”
She whimpers,”I don't even know your name”. He smirked.
Her second orgasm hit her like lightning—white-hot, blinding. She screamed his name, even though he’d never told her what it was. Her body shook under him, legs wrapped tight around his waist, nails digging in as she convulsed around him.
He held back for a moment, watching her come undone. Then his control cracked.
He pulled out and flipped her onto her knees with shocking ease, dragging her ass up and shoving back into her from behind. She cried out, hands grabbing at the moss-covered earth, head thrown back.
The new angle was vicious—deeper, sharper. She could feel every inch, every hard thrust pounding into her with primal force. His hands gripped her hips like she was something he could break if he wanted to.
She pushed back against him, hips meeting his, fucking him back with wild abandon. Her moans were steady now, filthy and frantic, echoing through the dark woods like a song of surrender.
He leaned over her, one hand tangling in her hair, yanking her head back.
“Say it,” he growled into her ear.
“Say what?”
“That you’re mine.”
She hesitated. Pride flared.
Then he drove into her harder, and she screamed, “I’m yours!”
He groaned, hips slamming into her faster, chasing his release now. She clenched around him, pulling him deeper, milking every thrust. The tension in him coiled tight, and with one final thrust, he buried himself deep and came with a low, animal growl.
He collapsed over her, both of them gasping, tangled, wrecked.
For a long time, there was only silence—except for the sound of their breathing and the wind rustling the leaves.
He pulled out slowly, leaving her aching and empty. She turned over, dazed, trying to catch her breath.
He looked at her for a moment—really looked. Something unreadable flickered in his eyes. Then he leaned down, brushed a kiss against her lips.
Soft. Too soft.
It almost broke her more than the rest.
“Sleep, Alpha,” he murmured.
Then everything went dark.
“What's your name,”she managed to ask while trying to catch her breath.
“You can call me Humphrey,”...he replied but she had already closed her eyes.
When she awoke hours later, the forest was still.
She reached for him before she even opened her eyes.
But her hand found only cool moss and empty air.
He was gone.
No tracks. No name.
Just the hollow ache between her thighs… and the knowledge that no one would ever touch her like that again.
She opened her eyes and realized that he was actually gone,she was alone in her huge room…the only thing that lingered was his strong scent.
*Humphrey And Raya*Raya didn’t say anything.The primal wilderness around them stretched in every direction,wild and ancient, a realm alive with strange winds and unblinking eyes. The forest hummed with power that felt too sentient. Like it knew they didn’t belong. Like it was watching.He stood up to his feet and he surveyed the clearing, lips pressed in a hard line, jaw ticking.“We’ll need what to sleep on,the rocks are too hard,” he muttered.Raya didn’t answer immediately. Her fingers brushed over the moss-covered bark of a nearby tree, feeling how the damp earth vibrated beneath her boots.A low thrum curled in her stomach. The bond.He was too close again. Always too close.“Any brilliant wolf ideas?” she said, finally.He shot her a glance. “Don’t start with me, sweetheart.”She glared.“Don’t call me that.”“We both know you're a sweetheart,especially to me.”She didn’t answer. He stalked off into the trees to gather branches and some moss.Raya let out a slow breath, closi
Riven’s POVI’ve never liked pacing. It makes me feel restless and weak. But tonight, I can't stop.The corridor outside Raya’s chambers is silent. The torches along the walls flicker softly, casting shadows that feel too long, too hollow. My boots echo faintly on the polished stone, but I barely hear them. My mind is a storm.Raya is gone.Again.And this time, I don’t know where she went.What makes me so mad is the fact that shr vanished…With him.I clench my fists.Humphrey!!.The very name makes my throat tighten. My stomach turns thinking about her with him. It doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself that she’s strong, that she’s capable,that she’s Raya,our Alpha,our Queen. That man has always been a storm to her flame. Dangerous. Unstable. And too damned close.I run a hand through my hair, frustrated. How could she leave with him? How could she not know how much that tears me apart?I stop pacing, bracing both hands on the stone window ledge. Outside, the moon is high and
The air around them seemed to breathe again. The tension between them loosened,but it didn’t disappear. It only simmered beneath the surface, like fire tucked into coals.He glanced up toward the sky.The colors above were deepening. The glowing constellations were shifting into twilight tones, and the once-warm breeze was turning cooler, edged with whispers.“Nightfall’s coming,” he said quietly.Raya folded her arms, her face unreadable. “So?”He raised an eyebrow. “So, unless you want to freeze to death under starfire winds, we need to find shelter. This realm might be beautiful—but it’s still dangerous.”She rolled her eyes, sighed dramatically, then waved him forward. “Lead the way, oh wise one.”“Weren't you the one fed fairy tales about this place by mom?. Let's see if you paid attention,lead the way, sweetheart.”She smirked but said nothing. The two of them began walking again, deeper into the heart of the celestial forest, side by side but not quite together.They walked in
As Raya walked,something about it made her uneasy. Something she couldn't explain.“Raya?” Humphrey called behind her, tone cautious.She didn’t answer. She just kept on walking.He sighed and followed.They left the glowing tide and entered the heart of the celestial realm. Grass whispered beneath their feet. Strange trees arched above them, tall and knotted with bark that shimmered like onyx. The air was thick with floating spores that lit the shadows like stars trapped in motion.“I’m not going in there,” she said finally, eyes forward.“I didn’t think you would,” Humphrey replied simply.The silence stretched as they walked. Step after step. No guards. No enemies. Just the strange serenity of a world that didn’t belong to either of them. This place felt magical and it was nothing like her kingdom.Raya’s fists clenched. She was battling something within her.Humphrey watched her.“You okay?” he asked.She scoffed. “Do I look okay?”He gave a half-smile. “You look pissed. Which mea
The air was silent.A soft wind blew against the golden sands, carrying the scent of wild roses and ocean mist. The sky above was endless, a shimmering cascade of swirling constellations,more alive than any sky they had ever known. Time itself seemed to hum beneath the stars. It felt like they were in a Barbie world.Humphrey landed first.Hard.Flat on his back, with a heavy grunt, sand puffing up around him in a golden cloud.A split second later, Raya fell right on top of him.Her body landed across his chest, knocking the breath from his lungs.Her hair spilled down like waves of midnight silk, tangling in his face. Her knees pressed into his sides, her hands against the warm sand as she groaned.Raya’s eyes fluttered open, disoriented. “Ugh…” she muttered, blinking against the brightness. “What the hell…?”She lifted her head,and froze.Humphrey’s face was directly beneath hers, his expression caught between shock and amusement.She remembered that one time when they were in this
While the magic carried Raya and Humphrey far beyond mortal reach, chaos simmered just beneath the palace’s surface.Thalira sat on the council room ledge, one leg swung lazily over the other, her bow resting against her hip. The stranger,still unnamed,stood at the center of the chamber, arms bound loosely behind him, his eyes flicking between her and the pacing Alpha beside her.Riven had worn a line into the polished stone with his boots. Back and forth. Again and again. His brows were furrowed, jaw clenched, tension in his every movement.“She’s getting unstable,” Riven muttered.Thalira arched her brow. “You just noticed?”“I mean it, Thalira. That scream in the woods? It wasn’t just power. It was something ancient. Her eyes, her voice... she didn’t sound like Raya anymore.”Thalira glanced at the stranger, then stood and slowly approached him. She tilted her head like a cat sizing up prey. He was taller than her, but there was a nervous twitch in his jaw that amused her.“So,” sh
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