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8: FIRE BENEATH THE SKIN
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Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 8: FIRE BENEATH THE SKIN
"I don't want to do this," I said flatly."Too bad," replied Rylan.He crouched in front of me bare-chested, sleeves pushed to his elbows and his dark skin softly shimmering in the firelight. Between us was a black stone bowl containing water, mashed leaves of moonvine, and a single drop of my blood.I sat facing them, arms folded.This ritual is illegal in all territories," I told him. "Bond magic is sacred. You interfere with it, you undo it.He didn't lift his head. "This doesn't violate anything. It reveals. If your bond was severed completely, nothing will happen.""And if it weren't?""Then your wolf will not be able to lie."I swallowed hard."Last chance to change your mind," he said.I should have.But instead, I whispered, "Do it.".He lit the herbs with a match, and the bowl sent up a violet flame that sizzled.Smoke curled upward in a lazy spiral.Rylan then leaned out and gently placed two fingers on my pulse."Calm down."His fingers were warm.Not possessive—clinical.Bu
Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 7: THE ESCAPE
‘The chains were hot. Then cold. Then… gone.’They fell away like mist, metal turning to dust as I sat up in the dark, gasping. The silver had burned into my wrists — but the wounds were already healing. Too fast—My wolf was active again, and she wasn’t silent anymore.I didn’t need telling twice. I stood, dizzy but steady, and pressed my palm against the rusted cell door, it creaked open before I touched it. I blinked, someone had unlocked it. I stepped into the corridor.Silence, no guards, no footsteps. Just the heavy smell of damp stone and something sharper beneath it, blood. I moved through the tunnel on bare feet, heart hammering, tracking the scent. It wasn’t fresh — older, sour like a warning.The stairwell loomed ahead, lit by a single guttering torch.I was halfway up when I saw him. Jarek, one of the younger warriors. Not high-ranked, not trusted but kind. He stood at the top, breathing hard, holding a ring of keys slick with sweat.His eyes widened when he saw me free. “Yo
Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 6: THE SCENT THAT SHOULDN'T BE
The door to the vault hissed as I turned the rune key—my mother’s old one, burned into wolfbone and hidden beneath the floor for years.It clicked once, then again and opened.The vault was cold and dark, lined with iron drawers and oaken shelves stacked to the ceiling. The air reeked of lunar herbs, dried bloodroot, and dust older than me. I held my breath as I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. No one was allowed in this room alone—not even ranked healers.But I wasn’t just hunting medicine tonight. I was hunting proof. I moved quickly, my fingers ghosted across labeled bottles, jars, and sealed satchels. I ignored the usual ingredients—healing blends, poultices, sedatives. What I needed was rarer and more dangerous:Moonvine powder.Ashroot oil.A binding catalyst.My hand stopped on a row of velvet-lined vials. Three were full, one was half-empty. Its seal was cracked, the stopper glistened wet. I lifted it to my nose, it was:Lavender.Moonflower.My scent.Not all of it
Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 5: THE ALPHA KING ARRIVES
The council courtyard had been swept clean, the torches lit and dressed in crimson banners. I stood behind the lower medic line, blending into the sea of Beta ranks, trying not to be noticed.The sky churned gray over the trees. He arrived like thunder.No horns. No announcement. Just the sharp clatter of hooves and paws on stone, then sudden silence as six massive wolves—guards—stalked through the gate.And behind them: Kael, the Alpha King. He didn’t walk, he moved like the air parted for him. Black leather, gold trim, shoulders like carved stone beneath a travel-worn cloak. His jaw was dusted with dark stubble, hair tousled by wind, eyes the color of molten amber set under thick brows.His wolf shadowed him. You could feel it—raw, untamed, pressing against the edge of his skin like a beast barely contained. Everyone bowed low, I didn’t. Not because I was bold—because my body wouldn’t move.My wolf stirred inside me for the first time in days. Not in warning but in recognition.Kael
Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 4: THE ASH LEFT BEHIND
I woke up choking on smoke.No fire. Just the aftertaste of something scorched—burned wood, fur, and air gone bitter with magic.I sat up fast. My fingers glowed. Faint, silver markings crawled across the backs of my hands, curling over my knuckles in tiny loops and teeth like lines. I didn’t recognize the script, but I knew what it meant.Moon-blessed, and moon-marked wolves were rarely left alive. 0My heartbeat thundered.I looked around. I was alone in the cot behind the healer ward. My cloak was still damp with dew from the forest. My boots were muddy. The smell of the spring clung to my skin like vapor.And beneath that—ash. I scrubbed my hands raw in the basin until the silver faded, blinking back panic.I caught my reflection in the water. The same hollow eyes. But something behind them had changed. Not healed. Not angry. Awaken.The healer ward was already full by the time I walked in. Warriors bled onto bandages. Apprentices shouted for tinctures. Someone howled as his should
Rejected By The Alpha, Desired By The King 3: BROKEN YET BREATHING
The scent of antiseptic and blood was thicker than ever.I shoved open the door to the healer’s ward with more force than I meant to. The wooden frame cracked against the stone wall with a bang. Nobody looked up.Because nobody cared. That was the way it worked for healers. We were invisible unless someone was bleeding. And even then—if you were an Omega, you were the last one thanked and the first one blamed.I walked to the table in the corner, dropping my pack with a grunt. My muscles shook as I pulled out herbs, bandages, blades. I needed work. I needed to focus. I needed something to hold on to, because if I let go, even for a second, I was going to scream, or worse—beg.And I’d rather bleed out quietly than beg.“Ayla.” Beta Larin’s voice barked from the door. “That gash on Braven’s leg reopened. Fix it before the next patrol.”I nodded once, he didn’t even say thank you. Just tossed a bloodied tunic on the floor and walked off like I was some low-rank servant. I grabbed the sti
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