LOGIN~TEMPTING~ DAMON’S POVI walk into the house, and one of the staff approaches immediately with a respectful bow."Alpha, dinner is ready."I nod once before loosening the knot of my tie. "Where's the Luna?"The maid lowers her gaze. "She was informed, Alpha, but she hasn't come down."I glance toward the dining room. I should eat, but instead, I find myself turning toward the staircase. A few minutes later, I'm walking down the corridor leading to the master suite.The thought still feels strange. For years, it was simply my space, no one entered without permission, and no one touched anything. Now, another person occupies the space.I push the door open. The scent of soap and fresh linen immediately reaches me.My eyes find her. Clary is sitting at the edge of the bed with one leg bent beneath her. A white towel is wrapped around her body, her damp hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. Water still glistens against her skin from a recent shower.She looks up, an
~NEW HUNT~ CLARYAnd then I notice it. Off to the side, slightly separated from the main structure, is another house. Smaller, older. Almost tucked away on purpose.It looks nothing like the castle behind it. No glass, no clean modern lines. Just dark stone, aged wood, and an atmosphere that feels… wrong. Not haunted exactly, but heavy. Like the air around it doesn’t move properly.A chill runs through me before I even realize why, and then suddenly a figure steps out. I flinch, not because he was loud, because he wasn’t.But because I genuinely didn’t see him there a second ago. One moment the space is empty, and the next, he’s just… visible. Like he was always there and my eyes just failed to register him.He closes the door behind him, and that’s when I realize there was a door, I just didn’t notice it.My grip tightens slightly on my side instinctively.The man walks forward, then lowers his head in a deep bow toward Damon.“Welcome, Alpha and Luna,” he says clearly. “
THE MOON VILLAI know we’re close to the city the moment the Moonwood road disappears behind us.The dense forest thins out, the shadows loosening their grip, and something about the air changes—lighter, less suffocating. My eyes shift to the road ahead, and that’s when I start noticing them.Stationed figures. Not obvious at first. Easy to miss if you’re not paying attention. But they’re there—positioned at intervals along the road, watching, alert. Some lean casually against vehicles, others stand farther back in the shadows.They don’t stop us. Don’t question us. They simply watch the convoy pass, their attention sharp, deliberate.My brows draw slightly as a thought slips in.If where we came from is that hidden… that supernatural… then why were humans allowed at the wedding?Why expose any part of this world at all?My gaze flicks briefly toward Damon again.He hasn’t moved. Hasn’t reacted. Still as unreadable as ever.This man is impossible to figure out.By the time we reach th
THE BEAST 2The troll shakes its head violently, letting out an enraged roar as it gathers dark energy again, thicker this time, denser, more dangerous.It hurls it straight at Damon, but he doesn’t move.Red energy bursts from him, sharp and blazing, colliding with the dark force midair. The impact sends a violent shockwave through the forest, leaves and dust spiraling outward.For a second, the two forces struggle.Then Damon’s power surges.It overpowers the darkness completely, slamming into the troll and forcing it to stumble back with a heavy, unsteady step.“Step aside, Clary,” Damon’s voice thunders, commanding and absolute.My body reacts before my mind does. I push myself up shakily, nearly tripping as pain shoots through my leg, but I force myself to move. I rush to the side, ducking behind a tree, my breath uneven as I watch.Damon charges.This time, there’s no hesitation.He moves like something unleashed, closing the distance in seconds. His claws slash through the trol
~THE BEAST~ Damon’s expression darkens instantly. “Troll? That shouldn’t be happening. My father killed the last troll, and their world was sealed.” There’s something sharp beneath his words. Not just confusion, but uncertainty. I feel it too. Before I can say anything, he’s already stepping out of the car. The door shuts behind him, and the air shifts. The growl comes again, louder this time. Heavier. It vibrates through my chest like something alive. I look toward the window, and then I see it. My breath catches. The creature towers over the road like something dragged out of a nightmare. Its body looks like twisted bark and stone fused together, thick limbs scraping the ground as if it weighs a thousand tons. Its skin is jagged, rough, like an ancient tree that learned how to move. Faint light glows deep within its hollow eyes. One of the cars ahead tries to reverse, tires screeching against the dirt, but it’s too late. The troll swings its massive arm, and it crashes. T
~A NEW DAY WITH THE ALPHA~ His hand catches my wrist before I can step away. “Well then,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady, “I hope you don’t get to want me.” I try to move away from him, but Damon pulls me back instantly. My breath catches as my body collides with his. The heat of him presses against me, solid and unyielding. Then I feel it—his arousal, hard and unmistakable, brushing against the sensitive center of my body. A shiver runs through me. He is so close that every breath we take seems shared. His scent wraps around me—dark pine, smoke, and something deeply masculine that makes my head feel light. “You say that,” he murmurs, his deep voice rough against my ear, “but your body says something else.” My heart pounds violently. His hand tightens on my waist, pulling me even closer until there is barely any space between us. The pressure of his dick against me sends a pulse of heat through my stomach. He shifts slightly, his hips pressing forward. I swallow har
~ALPHA’S TRUE LOVE~ Khloe lingers beside me. “You should rest,” she says gently. “Tomorrow will be a long journey.” I nod slowly. “You go ahead,” I tell her. “I’ll join you in a bit.” She studies my face for a moment, as if debating whether to argue, but eventually she nods. “Alright. Don’t
~THE ALPHA’S TOUCH~The footsteps suddenly stop, but I still don’t turn.I remain standing before the sacred stone tub, the blue water finally calm again, as if the violent power that erupted moments ago had never happened.But everything has changed.They bowed to me. To a girl who cann
~NIGHT OF THE RITUAL~I rise to my feet slowly, forcing my breathing to steady.I may not remember who I was, but the fact that I survived death means something. It means I fought. It means I don’t break easily. Whatever I’ve lost, whatever was taken from me, the instinct to survive is still here,
~BEFORE THE MOON RISES~I watch him walk toward me.Not as a beast, but as a man.To the humans gathered beneath the marble arches, this is nothing more than a powerful union, an elite wedding between influential families. Cameras flash softly. Businessmen murmur approval. Polite applause lingers i







