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One Hundred& Thirty Eight

Author: Nessah
last update publish date: 2026-06-07 17:06:44

KAELEN POV

The blade stopped inches from my chest.

Not because Malachai hesitated. But because Sylvara had intercepted it with her bare hands, and the force of her power meeting his was enough to send both of them flying backward across the throne room. The shockwave from their collision was so powerful that it shattered windows throughout the palace and sent cracks spider-webbing across the marble floor.

She crashed into a pillar, and every nerve in my body screamed to go to her. She must have
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  • Spit On Me Alpha   One forty two

    SYLAVRA POVThree days later, we stood at the heart of the spreading void.The scar in reality had grown to the size of a city, and it was still expanding. In twelve hours, it would reach the last refugees from Stormfang.In twenty-four hours, it would reach the border towns. In seventy-two hours, it would consume the central continent and begin spreading toward the other kingdoms.Unless someone stopped it."There has to be another way," I said for the hundredth time.But I was already walking toward the scar. Already moving closer to the thing that sang in my blood. The void recognized me. It wanted me. And I was finally ready to give it what it wanted.Kaelen followed, his hand gripping mine so hard my bones ached."I should do it," he said. "Not you. Me. The curse—""Won't work on the void," I finished. "The curse is part of this world. The void is before and beyond it. It would consume you and keep spreading."The edge of the scar was visible now. A boundary where reality just...

  • Spit On Me Alpha   One Hundred & forty one

    SYLVARA POVWe weren't fast enough.The castle was falling apart around us, stone and magic crumbling like ancient parchment exposed to flame.Corridors that had stood for centuries collapsed into rubble. Walls that had been reinforced with blood magic began to unmake themselves. The void was everywhere, reaching through cracks in reality, trying to pull us back into its consuming emptiness.I could feel it through the bond with Kaelen. It wanted us both. Wanted to study us. Wanted to understand how a Lycan and a hybrid vampire could create a bond that didn't break in the void's presence. Wanted to know what made us different."Keep running!" Kaelen shouted, pulling me forward through a collapsing archway.But I slowed.Because I heard something. My father's voice, screaming.Not in pain. In rage. In a fury that had burned for ten thousand years, finally finding its release. The void had consumed him. And he was fighting it with everything he had, with centuries of magic and power and

  • Spit On Me Alpha   One hundred and forty

    KAELEN POVMalachai's death hit me harder than I expected.Not because I loved him. Not because I grieved for the man who'd raised me and then thrown me away. But because it meant the void could kill. Could reach into the essence of a being and tear them apart. Could unmake someone so completely that not even a body remained just an empty shell falling from a height, consciousness erased before it even hit the ground.I screamed. Aedric or whatever he was now just killed our father.The sound came from somewhere deeper than my chest, deeper than my bones. It came from the very curse that lived inside me, the thing that had been waiting for a real enemy all along. It came from the part of me that was still human enough to understand loss, even the loss of someone who'd deserved to die.The creature wearing Aedric's face was surprised I could see it in the way its expression faltered. It had expected grief. Or rage. Or despair. It hadn't expected me to transform my anguish into pure, we

  • Spit On Me Alpha   One Hundred & Thirty Nine

    SYLVARA POVKaelen changed.Not into a wolf. Into something beyond that. Something that existed in the space between human and beast, between light and dark, between creation and void.His body expanded, muscles reforming under skin that glowed with internal fire. The curse marks spread across his entire body like living tattoos, and his eyes… his eyes became pools of infinite darkness with stars burning inside them.When he moved, the very air bent around him.Malachai barely had time to raise his blade before Kaelen's transformed hand crushed it like it was made of paper. The sword shattered, fragments scattering across the floor like broken dreams.My father… because I could finally admit that Malvoryn was my father, that I was his daughter, that I carried his blood even though I wanted to reject everything about it… appeared in the doorway with his entourage of ancient vampires … they had gotten here faster than I expected. His expression was unreadable, assessing. He didn't move

  • Spit On Me Alpha   One Hundred& Thirty Eight

    KAELEN POVThe blade stopped inches from my chest.Not because Malachai hesitated. But because Sylvara had intercepted it with her bare hands, and the force of her power meeting his was enough to send both of them flying backward across the throne room. The shockwave from their collision was so powerful that it shattered windows throughout the palace and sent cracks spider-webbing across the marble floor.She crashed into a pillar, and every nerve in my body screamed to go to her. She must have ran away through to get here so fast.But I couldn't move.The curse was burning me from the inside out, consuming my cells from within. Malachai had done something some old magic, something from before my time, something he'd been holding in reserve for exactly this moment and it was eating away at my ability to shift back into human form.My bones felt like they were melting. My muscles were tearing and reforming over and over again, caught in a cycle of destruction that was slowly consuming

  • Spit On Me Alpha   One Hundred & Thirty Seven

    SYLVARA POVKaelen was fighting his father.I could feel it through the bond the clash of wills, the surge of power, the moment when something fundamental shifted inside him. The curse was rising like a tide, filling him, consuming him.But he wasn't thinking about saving me anymore. He was thinking about survival of his pack. About proving that he was more than what Malachai had tried to make him. About becoming a weapon that could never be wielded again. And it was tearing him apart from the inside out.The containment chamber walls began to crack around me, hairline fractures spreading across the black stone like spiderwebs. With each crack came a seeping of purple light from beneath the surface, as if the very foundation of the vampire kingdom was rotting from within. The runes that had been pulsing with crimson light began to flicker erratically, unable to maintain their pattern.The magic was becoming unstable, corrupted by the presence of something that didn't belong in this wo

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Twenty Nine

    By the time I reached my chambers, my legs felt heavy and my whole body throbbed. Every step reminded me of the training ground….. it was a battle that I would have to continue by morning.I pushed the door open.. slowly.Talia was already inside.She stood near the table, arranging plates of food

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-22
  • Spit On Me Alpha   Twenty Four

    His tongue pushed into me, deep and fast, making me shiver uncontrollably. I had never felt anything like this. I was still a virgin, and every nerve in my body was screaming, but I couldn’t stop grinding against him. My hands clawed at the desk, my pussy dripping everywhere, coating his mouth with

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  • Spit On Me Alpha   Twenty Three

    “You’re going to fuck yourself for me again,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth… so dangerous it made my stomach twist.I swallowed hard, pulse racing. “I… I..” The words barely came out. My body was already reacting, already shaking for him.Kaelen smirked, that dark, tempting smile that alway

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-21
  • Spit On Me Alpha   Twenty Five

    I barely had time to catch my breath when he grabbed me again.“Lie down,” he commanded, his voice low and rough.I obeyed, sliding onto the bed, my pussy still sore, still dripping for him.He climbed on top of me, hands gripping my hips tight. The moment he slammed into me, I gasped, my back arch

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-21
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