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Chapter 41: Public Claim
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2026-06-27 16:36:44
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Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 42: Moonlit Hunt
The full moon called to us again.It was a private pack run organized by the Blackthorn inner circle , a tradition to strengthen bonds and release the wild energy that built up under the lunar pull. Damien had insisted I attend. “You’re part of this now,” he had said, golden eyes burning with that deepening obsession. “Whether you admit it or not.”I had dressed for the forest — a simple black dress that I could easily shift out of, but my body was already humming with the moon’s power before we even reached the private woodland reserve on the outskirts of Lagos. My stronger wolf paced restlessly inside me, eager for release. My seductive aura pulsed in low, uncontrollable waves, making the air around me feel thick and charged. My nipples were tight and sensitive against the fabric. My pussy was already slick, throbbing with low, insistent need.The drive to the forest was thick with tension. Damien’s hand rested possessively on my thigh the entire way, fingers tracing slow circles th
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 41: Public Claim
The annual Blackthorn Alliance Gala was the most prestigious event in the werewolf corporate world — a glittering display of power, wealth, and carefully veiled threats held in the grand ballroom of the Lagos Continental Hotel. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling like frozen stars. The marble floors gleamed underfoot. Powerful Alphas in tailored tuxedos mingled with elegant Lunas in designer gowns, their conversations laced with political maneuvering and subtle dominance displays. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume, aged whiskey, and the underlying musk of dominant wolves.I moved through the crowd like a shadow wrapped in silk. My gown for the evening was a deep crimson masterpiece that clung to every curve , a plunging neckline that revealed the soft swell of my full breasts, a cinched waist, and a high slit that exposed the entire length of one smooth thigh with every step. My raven hair cascaded in loose waves down my back, and my silver-grey eyes glowed f
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 40: Fractured Afterglow
The boardroom still held us. Heat, scent, and silence layered over the mahogany table and the city beyond the glass. My body felt used and unsteady. My dress was ruined at the waist. My hair clung to my damp skin. Bruises marked my neck and hips where his hands had been. Damien stood close, watching me with eyes that would not look away. The air was thick with him. His hand moved to my thigh, then between my legs, slow and certain, as if to keep what he had left there.“Look at you,” he said, voice low. “You were made for this. For me.”The gentleness after the violence shook me. For a second I let myself feel it. The care in his touch. The way he studied me like something rare and dangerous at once.Then the past came back hard._This is the enemy. Kael’s brother. The blood that ended my child on cold marble while I begged. You came to ruin him, not to be held after he took you._I pushed his hand away and slid off the table. My legs shook. I pulled my dress down and tried to cover
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 39: Desk of Ruin
Damien did not let me recover. One moment I was still shaking from the first wave of pleasure, the next he had me turned and pressed against the boardroom table. The wood was cool under my palms. My skirt was pushed up, my composure gone.“Hands on the table,” he said, voice rough. “Stay.”I did. My claws scored faint lines in the mahogany. My eyes burned silver with anger and something I would not name. Heat ran down my legs. My body was swollen and sensitive, still trembling from what he had already taken.The war inside me was worse than his grip._This is the enemy. This is Kael’s blood. The same line that ended my child on cold marble while I begged. You are here to ruin him, not to be used on his table._My wolf answered anyway. My aura slipped out, thick and reckless, and found him without permission.He took my hips and entered me in one stroke. I cried out. The room echoed. He was deep and unrelenting, and the table moved under us with every thrust. His chest covered my back.
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 38: Boardroom Claim
The boardroom was quiet except for Lagos far below and the beat of my heart. It was past midnight. The tower had emptied hours ago. Emergency lights threw long gold shadows across the mahogany table and the windows that held the city like glass. I had stayed to finish the Eastern Pack documents Damien wanted by dawn. That was the reason I gave.The truth was simpler. I was waiting. Testing him. Playing with fire.The doors opened.Damien entered and the air changed. He had lost his jacket. His shirt was open at the throat, sleeves rolled. His eyes found me and held. His body moved toward me with certainty.“You stayed,” he said, and closed the doors behind him. “Good.”I rose from the head of the table and smoothed my skirt. My blouse was silk, dark, open at the collar. My aura moved before I could hold it, warm and undeniable in the room.“I am finishing the report,” I said. “It will be on your desk in the morning. You did not need to come.”He crossed the room in a few steps. “I did
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 37: Midnight Petting
The clock on my desk read 11:47 PM. The executive floor was empty. Only the quiet hum of the air and the lights of Lagos beyond the glass remained. I should have gone home. The Eastern Pack report was due at dawn, and Damien was still behind the double doors. I could feel him there.His presence moved through the room like pressure. My wolf stirred. My body answered before my mind could. Heat pooled where it should not. The memory of him in the conference room, the weight of him in the penthouse, the things he had said against my skin, kept me restless.I hated it.I crossed my legs and shifted at the desk. The motion made it worse. A sound escaped me before I could stop it. My aura slipped out, faint and sweet, and filled the quiet floor.The doors opened.Damien stepped out. His sleeves were rolled. His shirt was open at the throat. His eyes found me at once, dark and certain. His scent hit me, cedar and whiskey and something purely male, and my breath shortened.“Still here, Seraph
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 23: Feral Moon
The full moon’s effects intensified as the night deepened, turning Blackthorn Tower into a pressure cooker of lunar power and barely contained instincts. I could feel the silver light pulling at my bones even through the thick glass windows of the executive floor. My stronger wolf was no longer pac
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 22: Silver Flames
The full moon rose over Lagos like a blood-tinged omen, its silver light pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Blackthorn Tower and bathing the executive floor in ethereal glow. I felt it in every cell of my body the moment it crested the horizon. The shift urges that had been building fo
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 21: Moon's Call
The full moon was approaching.I felt it in my bones two full days before it crested the Lagos skyline. A restless energy hummed beneath my skin from the moment I woke up that morning, making every movement feel amplified. My stronger wolf paced inside me with increasing agitation, pushing against
Reborn for His Ruin Chapter 20: Breaking Point
The confrontation had been building for days, a storm gathering behind every sharp word and loaded glance. By the end of the week, the tension between Damien Blackthorn and me had become unbearable like a live wire stretched too tight, ready to snap. I stayed late that evening, finishing a critical
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