LOGINJust days before her wedding to Killian Silverfang, the future Alpha of Respawn Pack, Kyra Nightingale is kidnapped, drugged, and sold to the sadistic Alpha Mason. Thrust into a brutal hunting ceremony where captive women are chased for sport, Kyra fights for her life, only to leap from a cliff rather than surrender but she never expected to be caught mid-air by a handsome silver-haired stranger with ice in his eyes and darkness in his soul.
View MoreKyra's POV:I clasped my hands tightly together, eyes closed as I whispered a fervent prayer. “Moon Goddess, please bless the silver-haired man who brought me back home safely. Watch over him wherever he is.”Taking a deep breath, I turned and began walking deeper into the familiar borders of our pack lands. Relief flooded me with every step and as soon as I reached the border gates and my eyes landed on the guards, the world spun, my knees buckled, and everything went blank.When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar room. The moment I tried to sit up, cold metal bit into my wrists and ankles as both my hands and legs were chained tightly to the bed. Panic surged and I struggled to lift my head and saw Alpha Mason standing there, bow drawn, arrow pointed directly at my heart.I screamed, jerking upright and realized it was only a dream. I was in my own room, safe in my father’s house.Gratitude washed over me. I was finally home. But the room was empty. No father. No maids hovering nearb
Kyra's POV:Opening my eyes again, was a battle against a heavy, rhythmic throbbing behind my temples. My vision didn’t clear all at once; instead, it filtered in as flickering orange shadows dancing against a jagged, stone ceiling. I expected the cold floor, but there was the scratchy weight of a wool blanket tucked around my shoulders and the dry heat of a fire crackling nearby. “Where am I?” Panic surged as the memories slammed back and I sat up too fast, my head spinning as I scanned the cave’s mouth, but the silver-haired man was gone. There was only the sound of popping embers and the whistling wind outside to greet me.‘Was he even real?’ I asked myself, as I tried to stand, desperate to escape or find answers, but my legs buckled instantly and a sharp cry tore from me as pain flared, forcing me back to the ground, gasping.Remembering the arrow, I fumbled at my dress with shaking hands and lifted the fabric. The cloth had been torn cleanly to expose the wounds. Dried blood st
Kyra's POV:I stood rooted in place, heart hammering against my ribs as three guards stepped forward and began unlocking the chains on every girl’s wrists and ankles, including mine. The metal fell away with a dull clank, yet my limbs still felt heavy, as if invisible shackles remained.Another horn blared and the guard yelled. “Run!”Chaos erupted as girls bolted in every direction, bare feet pounding the earth. I hesitated only a heartbeat before terror propelled me forward into the trees.My legs, weak from days of hunger and confinement, burned with every stride. I stumbled over roots and loose stones, scraping my palms as I caught myself, only to push up again. Branches whipped across my face and arms, leaving stinging cuts. My breath came in ragged gasps, and all around me, screams tore through the air, high-pitched, animalistic cries of terror as arrows whistled like deadly hornets. I glanced sideways and saw a girl with dark braids just ahead of me stumble as an arrow buried
Kyra's POV:‘Where am I?’ I thought, slapping a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams as my heart pounded and confusion flooded me. Footsteps suddenly thudded from the front of the carriage and a man descended with a lantern, the warm glow cutting through the darkness to reveal that I wasn’t alone in the carriage. Several other girls lay chained in the cramped space, some asleep or unconscious, others awake and shivering violently, their eyes wide with terror. Their mouths weren’t gagged, yet no one spoke so the silence was thick, broken only by the creak of wheels and the soft rattle of chains.I turned to the man with the lantern, my voice shaking as fear clawed up my throat. “Who are you? Where are you taking me? Please, let me go!”“Shut up.” He growled, already turning to leave.“No, wait!” I cried louder, panic rising. “Let me go! My father is the Beta of Respawn Pack! He’ll make your lives miserable if you don’t release me right now!”Suddenly there were more footsteps then
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