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Chapter 74: Burning Anchor

مؤلف: Tamara Love
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-14 14:03:51

Chapter Seventy-Four

Irene’s POV

Brielle stood by the window, her face is filled with pale terror, clutching a small silk bundle as if it were a live coal.

"The contact said it belonged to her," Brielle whispered, her voice barely audible over the howling wind outside. "Before she was the witch. It’s an anchor, Irene. It remembers what he was."

I unwrapped the silk. Inside sat a heavy obsidian amulet, etched with runes that seemed to pulse with a faint, rhythmic amber light. It felt unnatu
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    Chapter Seventy-Five Irene’s POV Devon wasn't just hunting ghosts anymore; he was hunting his own shadows. "Traitors," Devon spat, his voice coming out as a low vibration that made the glass in the council room rattle. I stood behind him, my hands clasped tightly to hide their shaking. On the screen before us, two Silverclaw enforcers—men who had bled for him for years—were being dragged toward the pits. Their crime? Whispering in the hallway about the "old Alpha." "They were just talking, Devon," I said, my voice steady despite the hammer of my heart. He turned, his icy eyes pinning me to the spot. "Whispers turn to seeds, Irene. Seeds turn to weeds. I’m just gardening." He didn't look back as the sounds of the execution echoed through the vents. He just went back to his maps, his fingers tracing the borders of our territory on the map. That night, the hunt came even closer to home. I was tucked into an alcove near the kitchen when the heavy boots of the guards thudded past.

  • Ruin Me, Alpha   Chapter 74: Burning Anchor

    Chapter Seventy-Four Irene’s POV Brielle stood by the window, her face is filled with pale terror, clutching a small silk bundle as if it were a live coal. "The contact said it belonged to her," Brielle whispered, her voice barely audible over the howling wind outside. "Before she was the witch. It’s an anchor, Irene. It remembers what he was." I unwrapped the silk. Inside sat a heavy obsidian amulet, etched with runes that seemed to pulse with a faint, rhythmic amber light. It felt unnaturally cold. "Zane’s waiting in the armory," I said, tucking the relic into the hidden pocket of my bodice. "If Devon catches us with this, Brielle, there won't be enough left of us to bury." "He's already catching us," she replied, looking at the door. "He's catching everyone." Devon didn't just want to lead; he wanted to erase. That afternoon, he marched me to the edge of the Ironfang village. The Miller family—the father had been my father’s most trusted Gamma—stood in the dirt, huddled to

  • Ruin Me, Alpha   Chapter 73: The Mirror's Shards

    Chapter Seventy-Three Irene’s POV The damp chill of the tunnels bit through my thin cloak, but I didn't stop. Zane’s signal—three low whistles near the servant’s entrance—had been my only lifeline. Behind me, the Great Hall echoed with the low, predatory rumble of Devon’s war council. He was planning another purge. He called it "pruning the dead weight." I called it murder. "You’re late," Zane hissed, pulling me into the shadows of the old grain silo. "Devon was watching me. He’s always watching," I whispered, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Did you find him? The contact?" Zane nodded, stepping aside to reveal a withered man draped in rags. His eyes were milky with cataracts, but he moved with a strange, fluid grace. He had been a servant to the same witch who had hollowed Devon out. "The bond is a mirror, Little Alpha," the old man rasped, his voice sounding like dry leaves on stone. "Right now, it is shattered. To fix it, you must be the one to gather the shards. You must

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    Chapter Seventy-Two I slipped out at dawn, my ribs still aching from Devon’s grip the night before. The air was biting, but I barely felt it. Zane waited in the old storage shed behind the Omega quarters, pacing the dirt floor, while Brielle kept a nervous watch at the door. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I told them everything. "He's holding executions at noon," I whispered, wrapping my arms around myself in a vain attempt to get warm. "And Zane... the way he smiled when he ordered the pain. It wasn't just anger. It was like he was feeding on it." Zane’s face hardened. He stopped pacing and looked at me, his eyes dark with dread. “It’s worse than you think, Irene. I didn’t just dig into the pack records. I left the territory. I found the witch who changed him.” My breath hitched. "You found her?" "In the shadowed pines beyond Silverclaw borders," Zane nodded, keeping his voice to a low, urgent rasp. "When Devon fell to Omega after losing the duels, he sought her out in

  • Ruin Me, Alpha   Chapter 71: A Fresh Monster

    Chapter Seventy-OneIrene’s POVI jerked awake to screams echoing through the courtyard. My ribs still burned from Devon’s claws last night. I dragged myself to the window, heart pounding.Down below, the entire pack had been forced to gather. Devon stood on the balcony like a king of death, wearing a new dark crown. Gideon’s dried blood stained his collar. He looked untouchable and terrifying.“Let it be known,” he announced, his voice booming like thunder, “anyone who mourns the traitor Gideon Vale will join him. No tears. No whispers. No black armbands. Defy me and your family burns with you.”The crowd stayed dead silent. Then a woman in front—Gideon’s cousin—let out a choked sob.Devon’s head snapped toward her. Without hesitation, he leaped from the balcony, landed smoothly, and slashed her across the face with his claws. Blood sprayed. She screamed and dropped to her knees, clutching her cheek.“Take her eyes if she cries again,” he ordered his Silverclaw enforcers. They nodded

  • Ruin Me, Alpha   Chapter 70: The Taste of Betrayal

    Chapter Seventy Irene’s POV The iron taste of blood lingered on my tongue as Devon’s claws dug into my arm, dragging me from the blood-soaked altar. Gideon’s body still lay crumpled behind us, throat slashed open like a slaughtered lamb. The pack hall reeked of fear and copper. No one dared speak. “You’re mine now, wife,” Devon snarled, his voice is like a blade dragged across stone. His icy grey eyes burned with something far worse than the obsession I once knew. This was pure, venomous hatred. Tripled. Tenfold. It poured off him like black smoke. I tried to wrench free. “Devon, what happened to you? You fought for me—” He halted us and slammed me against the nearest pillar so hard my vision starred. His claws—fully extended—hovered at my throat, one wrong breath away from opening it. “Fought for you? I lost everything because of you. Because I was weak enough to love a traitor’s daughter.” His breath scorched my cheek. “Now I’ll make you wish I’d let Gideon have you.” Th

  • Ruin Me, Alpha   THE CHOICE HE STOLE FROM ME

    The morning sun is already high when I drag myself out of my tiny room that still smells like him, like cedar and smoke and raw power. My thighs ache. My pride aches worse. I hate that I came on my own fingers while he watched. I hate that he knew I would.Outside the Omega quarters the air is char

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  • Ruin Me, Alpha   MINE—EVEN IN MY DREAMS

    I'm on my knees in the hallway, scrubbing.The water in the bucket turned red hours ago, but I keep going. The bristles tear at my skin. Good. Pain is better than remembering the wet crunch when Ryan's neck snapped.“Irene.”Brielle's voice is soft behind me. I don't stop scrubbing.“Irene, it's pa

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  • Ruin Me, Alpha   ALONE WITH THE DEVIL

    Dawn came too soon. I dressed plainly, in a new mini dress I had gotten during the week, clevage out in the open, a small scale wounded around my neck to hide the fading marks, and headed to the Pack house. Guards nodded me through—Silvercrest ones, of course.The penthouse was guarded. Father had

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  • Ruin Me, Alpha   The Devil's Invitation

    When I got back, my hand was shivering as they hovered over the door to knock. I take a deep breath and knocked.He opened the door himself, shirt sleeves rolled up, looking effortlessly handsome. Sick bastard. “Irene. Come in.”I brushed past. “Make it quick.”He guided me to a table, food laid ou

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