“I will never let you go, Amaya. Even if you hate me. Even if it kills you.” Amaya Blackwood was once the cherished daughter of an Alpha. Now, she is nothing but a prisoner in a mate bond she never asked for. Dante should have been her protector, but instead, he became her captor—cold, ruthless, and unwilling to let her go. No matter how much she begs for freedom, he refuses. Bound by fate, trapped by his obsession, Amaya must find a way to escape before she loses herself completely. But how do you run from the mate who will burn the world down to keep you?
View MoreAmaya’s POV After we called the doctors and nurses, everything moved too fast. Asher stayed long enough to help explain what little we knew before he quietly slipped out, properly giving me space. The doctor ran some tests on her, asked me a bunch of questions I didn’t have real answers to, then drew blood and scribbled down notes before leaving me alone with her. Now it was just me and Briella. I sat down beside her, gripping her hand tightly, watching her chest slowly rise and fall, wondering what could have possibly gone wrong—when the door clicked open and Ryder stepped in. He gasped and his eyes widened when he saw her. “What happened to her?” he asked, and I sighed. “I don’t know. She just collapsed,” I said, hearing his footsteps getting closer. “Hopefully it’s nothing too serious. She seemed fine a…” My voice trailed off as my gaze drifted to Ryder, who was now standing right next to me. His hair was slightly messy, his lips were swollen, and there was a small bruise o
Amaya’s POV Cyrus stared at me for a long time like his brain had short-circuited. “That’s… that’s not right,” he began stuttering. “Everyone knows he always had a thing for you since we were teens. He… he looks at you like…” He wasn’t wrong. Even I once thought that. Ryder had always been clingy towards me when we were still young, that many thought we would be mates. Even now, he was still clingy — except that’s his way of showing affection for those he cares about. And yeah, also getting under Cyrus’s skin. “We’re just friends,” I said honestly. “Siblings, even. But definitely not romantically involved.” “You two are literally married.” “Oh.” He sighed. “Honestly, I’m not going back and forth with you on this. You don’t have to lie to make me feel better — it does the opposite. I know Ryder isn’t attracted to men and…” “Cyrus… Ryder and I aren’t actually married,” I said slowly, watching as his eyes widened. “We are… kind of. But it’s all an act. We planned to divo
Amaya POVI got up, startled, and stumbled backward, my heart leaping out of my chest.I stood frozen, staring at him. My brain still trying to catch up and process what just happened. When I finally managed to steady myself and lean forward again, his eyes were now closed shut like nothing had happened. But I knew what I saw and heard.He said my name.It was hoarse, barely audible… but it was real. I wasn’t imagining things.“Dante?” I whispered, gently tapping his arm. “Dante, can you hear me?”No response.Just the steady beep of the monitor and the sound of my own breath catching in my throat.Right then, the door opened, and Cyrus stepped back into the room with his phone still in hand. “Sorry about that, it was…”“He opened his eyes,” I said, cutting him off.He stopped, blinking. “What?”I pointed at the bed. “Just now. He looked at me… and he said my name.”Cyrus immediately rushed over, but when he saw Dante lying still, exactly as he had left him, the hope in his expression
Amaya POV “What the hell…” “Why are you still alive?!” came Kara’s voice. I looked up and she was indeed there, holding a knife, her face twisted with pure rage. “You should have died! Why won’t you just die?!” she hissed. I quickly scrambled to my feet, and when she lunged again, I caught her wrist mid-swing. The metal was inches from my face and she was obviously stronger, but I wasn’t going to let her win this time. “Not tonight, bitch!” I growled, twisting her arm behind her back and slamming her face against a hard metal cabinet. Blood spurted from her nose and she stumbled backward. I had honestly expected her to visit. Kara was obsessed with me after all, but I didn’t think she’d be bold enough to make a move this soon. Her face was everywhere. She was a wanted criminal with a heavy bounty on her head — even in rogue territory. She should’ve been in hiding like she was before, too scared to even breathe in the same city. But here she was, staring at me li
Amaya POV“What about Dante?”My question caught her off guard and she froze just for a second, then her eyes darted to the floor.“I…” she started, then sighed. “Amaya, you need to rest…”“No,” I cut her off, wincing as I pushed myself slightly up the bed. “Don’t do that… I can handle it. Just tell me.”I had prepared myself for the worst outcome, but even that didn’t stop my heart from racing.She hesitated again and I hated how she looked at me. Like I was already so broken and the truth would finish the job—but I wasn’t. I was perfectly capable of handling the truth.Still, Briella ignored my question. Her jaw tightened. “I’m going to call the doctor,” she said instead, standing up and heading toward the door.“Is he dead?” My voice remained calm, cutting through the room like a blade.She froze, her hand hovering over the doorknob. Slowly, she turned back to me, and her eyes widened like she couldn’t believe I had said it.“Amaya…”“Is he?” I urged, the panic already creeping int
Amaya POV I watched him slowly turn his head, and his eyes widened when they landed on me. I thought he would be excited like I was. His lips parted like he was about to say something, but he quickly looked away and started walking in the opposite direction. “Dante!” I called out, my voice shaking as I ran after him until he reached a corner, and I grabbed his hand to stop him. But he yanked it away like my touch had burned him, clutching his forehead as if he was in pain, refusing to look at me. “Well…” I said, stepping in front of him, blocking his path. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel it too.” My voice trembled. “Dante… you’re my…” “Don’t say it,” he cut me off, his voice hoarse. “I can’t be your mate… this… this has to be a mistake.” I blinked, stunned. Tears blurred my vision, feeling the weight of his words. “Why are you doing this to me?” I whispered, tears now streaming down my face. “You know I like you. You’ve always known. And now… now that you’re my mate, you’re stil
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