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The Secrets in the Structure

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last update publish date: 2026-09-25 22:12:33

(Zorya)

I dreamed of water, crystal blue deep water that stretched to infinity. I floated on its surface, buoyant and weightless, and the stars above were the same stars I had seen before falling asleep. The Siren constellation watched me with her silent, singing mouth.

And then I heard her voice again.

"My daughter," she sang. "You carry my blood in your veins. You carry the song of the deep places. That is why the Wyrm could not touch you."

I tried to speak, but my mouth was full of water. I
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  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   The Magic of Her Voice

    (Xalik)My head turned towards Zorya. The colour had drained from her face; she was trembling, her eyes fixed on the creature with a hatred so pure it burned."He hurt me," she painfully whimpered. "He raped me. He made me believe I was worthless. He took away my freedom, my willpower. He made me believe that I was…""That you were alone." The creature smiled, a terrible, frightening smile. "And you were. Until he came along and strengthened your heart. You began to awaken, though you didn't realise.” He pointed a bony finger at me. “That’s why you needed to be brought here. I forced you to find your strength. You will awaken."The rage in my chest exploded at his words. I did not think or plan my next move. I simply moved and struck him. The fire inside me did not care about strategy. The fire wanted to burn everyone in its path who hurt her. My fist connected with the creature's chest, and the impact sent a shockwave through the chamber. For a moment, I saw surprise flicker acros

  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   Surprise For Zorya

    (Xalik)I could still feel the fire under my skin, inside my chest, as if it had been filled with burning embers. It was not a pleasant warmth. It was a pressure, a weight, a thing that seemed to have been sleeping in my bones for a long time and had finally decided to wake up. Every breath I took tasted of ash; my throat burnt and ached. Zorya's hands were on my face. Her eyes were full of concern as she told me to breathe. I wanted to tell her everything. I wanted to tell her about the dreams I had been having, the voice I had been hearing. From the moment I had stepped into these lands, my dreams had intensified, dreams of flight, of burning cities, of a voice calling to me. I wanted to tell her about my mother, the way my father had abused and wronged her. How I saw her being tortured by my father in the vision Wyrm showed me. I wanted to tell her, but she was dealing with ghosts of her own. "I am fine," I lied. "I just... need a moment."She did not believe me. Her face rev

  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   The Mist Dragon

    (Zorya)You know her," Xalik stated. It was not a question. His curious eyes were fixed on my face. "I don't know." I pulled my hand away from the carving. "I think she knows me somehow. She reminds me of my mother." Xalik squeezed my shoulder. “Let's go.”We exited the chamber with mixed thoughts; I knew he thought the Dhwlarians were playing tricks on us. We exited the structure and came face to face with four survivors, two men and two women from the original fourteen, huddled together like frightened children.We recognised them. “You guys are alive,” one of the terrified women whispered. “Something was chasing us but was driven back when this structure came into view.” Whatever this place was, the other Dhwlarian either feared it or respected it. Xalik kept me behind him. "We cannot stay here," another said, his voice shaking. "This structure protects us, but something is waiting outside. We saw it, a shape in the mist. Watching.""What shape?" Xalik asked sharply. "A woman

  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   The Secrets in the Structure

    (Zorya)I dreamed of water, crystal blue deep water that stretched to infinity. I floated on its surface, buoyant and weightless, and the stars above were the same stars I had seen before falling asleep. The Siren constellation watched me with her silent, singing mouth.And then I heard her voice again. "My daughter," she sang. "You carry my blood in your veins. You carry the song of the deep places. That is why the Wyrm could not touch you."I tried to speak, but my mouth was full of water. I tried to move, but the current held me still. What was this feeling? I should have been afraid, and yet I wasn't. "You are not ready to know. Not yet. But I can give you this. Time, in this place, moves as I will it. The Hunt lasts a day in your world, but here, you will have many days. Rest and heal. You have been through so much. Prepare for the journey back. You have many battles ahead.”What did she mean? My mother was dead. Was some twisted monster copying her? Why did I have a feeling i

  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   The Different Sky

    (Zorya)It retreated into the mist, whispering to itself in a language I didn't understand. The mirrors on the wall flickered once, twice, and then went dark and still as ordinary stone.Xalik blinked up at me. His face was pale, his eyes raw with grief, but he was present and was here with me. “You are safe,” I reassuringly smiled at him. "What did you do?" he asked hoarsely, his shaking arms cradling my body, anchoring himself to me. I brushed his wet hair back; the sweat that poured out had soaked it. "I don't know." My hands caressed his face; his body still trembled from the experience, so I placed an assuring kiss on his forehead. “But he will not hurt you.”Xalik relaxed against me, his arms tightening, finding solace. I let him collect himself before helping him to his feet. "But we need to move. It might come back."He looked at me strangely then, a long, searching look that made me feel as if he were seeing me for the first time."You really weren't afraid," he asked, hi

  • Slave to the Savage Alpha   The Wyrm

    (Zorya)The moss glowed beneath my feet like a trail of accusation; each footprint turned a pale green beacon in the twilight gloom. Xalik's hand found mine, his palm rough and warm against my cold fingers. Warm, this man was always so warm. "Don't look back," he murmured. “We can never look back.”I knew deep in my bones. No matter what called you, never follow that voice. This land belonged to Dhwlarians, and they were the sole rulers. They could do whatever they pleased with us; we were merely sacrifices. We moved deeper into the creepy woods. The mist deepened, and the cold seeped into my bones, making me shiver. Xalik picked up on that. Removing his cloak, he quietly wrapped it around my shoulders to keep me warm. His hands held my shoulders for a while. “You all right?” I nodded in gratitude. He cared without words, without being asked. The lullaby had stopped, replaced by something worse: silence so complete I could hear my own heartbeat, could hear the soft sounds of X

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