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OMEGAS WERE ONCE SOVEREIGN BLOODLINES
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2026-01-31 18:59:02
Sina KadiriHistory says omegas were weak. The Moon says they were born to kneel. Both are lies. In this chapter, Elara touches a truth erased by war, rewritten by power, and buried deep enough to scare even the Moon itself. Her blood reacts. The past awakens. And the hierarchy everyone trusts begins to crack. This isn’t a rise to power. It’s a return. Keep reading—because once the truth is remembered, the Moon doesn’t stay silent.
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Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King ELARA TOUCHES A RELIC; MOON SCREAMS
Elara POVI woke to the pull before I even saw it. Not a sound. Not a light. Not a whisper. Something deeper. A tug beneath my skin that demanded attention. My mark pulsed, low and insistent, warning me, daring me.Every instinct screamed to run. I stepped forward anyway.The chamber was smaller than I expected, circular, carved from stone older than any crown. Shadows clung to the walls, flickering in torchlight. In the center, on a pedestal of black stone etched with forgotten runes, rested a relic.It wasn’t a weapon. Not at first glance. Just a small, crystalline sphere. Cold, dark, humming faintly as if alive.Kael moved beside me silently, eyes sharp, hands never touching, just watching, waiting, ready.“Don’t,” he said quietly. “It’s not safe.”“Everything in me says I must,” I whispered. My fingers itched to touch it. My blood throbbed, answering some invisible call.Maelis’s gaze was unreadable, as if she had both expected and feared this moment. “Your blood,” she murmured,
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King MOON REWROTE HISTORY AFTER A WAR
Elara POVI thought lies were loud.I thought they announced themselves with raised voices, sharp denials, and ugly truths clawing to get out.I was wrong.The most dangerous lies were quiet.They lived in prayers.In songs taught to children.In the way the Moon hung above us every night, serene, flawless, unquestioned.I felt it watching as we left the hidden archive.Not with eyes. With memory.The corridors felt longer now, the stone colder beneath my bare feet. Every step echoed too loudly, as if the palace itself had grown aware of me. My mark throbbed steadily beneath my collarbone, not flaring, not sleeping.Waiting.Like a creature that had tasted blood and learned it could hunger.Kael walked beside me, close enough that our arms brushed. He said nothing. His silence pressed heavier than any command.Maelis led us not upward toward the safety of light and guards, but sideways, through a narrow passage I had never seen before. The air grew stale. Old. Charged.We entered a ci
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King OMEGAS WERE ONCE SOVEREIGN BLOODLINES
Elara POVI used to think history was quiet.Dust. Stone. Names carved so deep into time they no longer bled. I was wrong.History screamed.Maelis led me through a narrow passage beneath the western wing of the palace, far from court halls and listening ears. The walls were raw stone here, not polished marble. Old. Forgotten. Torches burned low, their flames steady, as if even fire had learned to keep secrets in this place.“You shouldn’t be down here,” I said softly.Maelis didn’t slow. “Neither should the truth.”Behind us, Kael followed in silence. Not looming. Not commanding. Just present. His awareness brushed the back of my neck like a warning and a promise all at once.We stopped before a heavy iron door marked with symbols I didn’t recognize, but my mark did.It pulsed once. Hard.The beat went straight through my bones, like a second heart knocking from inside my chest.I sucked in a breath.Maelis noticed. Her steps faltered for the first time since I’d met her. “It reacts
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King FORBIDDEN SCHOLAR
Elara POVThe hallway smelled of old stone and burning oil. Shadows clung to the corners, flickering with every step I took. My mark beneath my collarbone pulsed softly, as if it knew something I didn’t.The doors opened silently. Inside, a figure waited. Not seated, not pacing, just standing. Calm. Immovable.She was taller than I expected, thin but solid, every movement deliberate. Hair black as ink fell straight past her shoulders. Her eyes were pale silver, sharp, assessing, like they could see through my skin to the blood beneath.“You are early,” she said, her voice smooth, low, commanding attention without effort.“I… I wasn’t sure I should come,” I admitted, voice tight. My pulse had picked up. The mark beneath my collarbone flickered, warm, insistent.“Good,” she said, a hint of amusement brushing her tone. “Curiosity is dangerous. But necessary.”Something about her made my blood hum. Not like Kael’s pull, this was different. Older. Wiser. Hungry in a careful, controlled way
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King ROYAL STEEL
Elara POVI woke to the sound of steel singing.Not clashing.Not screaming.Singing.The sound slid through my dreams and pulled me upward, slow and insistent, like fingers brushing the inside of my skull. I opened my eyes to dim morning light and a strange tension in the air.The room felt alert.The wards around Kael’s chambers hummed softly, tighter than before. I could feel them now, not just sense them, but feel them, like invisible threads wrapped around my bones.That was new.I pushed myself up slowly. My body still ached from the poison, but the weakness was different now. Sharper. Focused. As if something inside me was awake and paying attention.The mark beneath my collarbone pulsed once.Warm.Hungry.I pressed my fingers to it and forced a slow breath.“Easy,” I whispered to myself.The door opened.Kael stepped inside, already dressed for court, black leather, silver fastenings, the weight of command settled easily on his shoulders. His gaze locked onto me instantly, sh
Sold After Rejection to the Ruthless Lycan King NO MERCY
Kael POVThe palace smelled different after a failed assassination.Fear had a scent, sharp and metallic. It clung to the stone halls and settled into the lungs of everyone who passed through them. Servants walked softer. Guards stood straighter. Conversations died the moment I entered a room.Good.They should be afraid.Elara lay unconscious in my chambers, wrapped in wards older than the palace itself, guarded by wolves who would die before letting anyone near her. Maelis had done what she could. The poison was gone, burned out by the mark, but its shadow lingered in the air like smoke after fire.Someone had tried to stop her heart.Inside my walls.Inside my rule.That was unforgivable.I stood at the high balcony overlooking the inner court, hands clasped behind my back, gaze fixed on the crowd assembling below. Nobles in rich cloaks. Council members with careful faces. Captains rigid in armor. Servants pressed to the edges, pretending they belonged there.Every one of them want
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