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Seven

Autor: Nessah
last update Última actualización: 2025-12-05 16:36:36

Sylvara Pov

The bath was hot and soothing, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.

My hands shook as I rubbed the soap across my skin. I kept thinking about him… … the way he had carried me like I weighed nothing, the calm in his eyes, the control he had over me.

I hated him. I told myself I did. And yet, every time I remembered his face, I felt a pull in my chest I couldn’t explain.

I shook my head and focused on surviving … getting ready for the introduction to his pack.

Talia had already brought the dress. I saw it draped across the chair, black silk with silver embroidery. And the moment I looked at it, I felt my stomach drop.

It was revealing.

Very revealing.

The top hugged my chest, pushing my breasts forward in a way I didn’t feel comfortable with. The skirt had a slit that ran almost to my upper thigh.

I swallowed hard. My cheeks burned.

I looked seductive.

“Are you serious?” I muttered to the empty room. “This… this is how he wants me to dress?”

But there was no argui
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  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Seven

    Sylvara POVI could feel Kaelen’s presence behind me like a wall, solid and unyielding. Every nerve in my body was still thrumming from the forest, from the shift, from the raw power that had surged through me. And now, with the elders’ whispers fading into tense silence, I realized the magnitude of what had just happened.I was… unstoppable. Or at least, no one here wanted to test that again.“Are you okay?” Kaelen’s voice was low, almost a growl, but there was something in it… protective, possessive, dangerous. His gaze swept over me, dark and unreadable, and I felt my stomach tighten.I swallowed hard, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face. “I… I’m fine,” I said, though my voice was shaky. Fine didn’t begin to cover it. I was exhilarated. Terrified. Burning with a kind of heat I couldn’t name.He stepped closer, the space between us charged with the tension that always lingered when he was near. I could feel the weight of his eyes pressing into my skin, scanning, judging,

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Six

    Kaelen POVFear has a smell.sharp and sour. It makes your heart race and your hands shake. Shadows seem bigger, sounds louder, like something is always right behind you.Most wolves don’t realize it, but I do. It has a sharp edge to it, like iron and ash. It crawls into the air and clings to skin.The arena was thick with it.The elders tried to hide it behind authority and ancient words, but I could smell the truth bleeding through their robes. They weren’t outraged.They were terrified.Of her.I stepped fully into the circle, placing myself between Sylvara and the guards. Chains hung uselessly in their hands now. None of them dared move without permission, and I made sure they understood anyone who dared would have his neck ripped off.“She fought by your rules,” I said evenly. “She won. You don’t get to change the game because you don’t like the outcome.”One of the elders bristled. “This is not a game. That creature…”My head snapped toward him.“Careful,” I warned softly. “Choo

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Five

    Sylvara POVThe silence pressed down on me so hard it felt heavier than any blow I’d taken.I stood there, chest heaving, hands shaking, my skin still buzzing from the shift. The air smelled of fear, sweat, and something older… something that clung to me like smoke. I looked down at my hands, half expecting claws to still be there.They weren’t.But I could still feel the surge of power around me.Whispers spread through the arena, low and frantic.“That color… ”“No… that’s impossible.”“She shouldn’t exist.”“She’s forbidden..”“We’re doomed.”My heart began to pound again, this time not from the fight.I turned slowly, searching for something familiar. Talia stood frozen near the edge of the grounds, one hand pressed to her mouth, eyes wide with some terror. Aedric hadn’t moved at all. His face was pale, his usual composure shattered, like he was looking at a ghost.And Kaelen… Kaelen was staring at me like the world had cracked open.Not hunger. Not anger. Not fear. Shock.Real

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Four

    Sylvara POV My eyes came closer, forming, the shape of her growing taller, more defined, until she was a full wolf before me. Fur fire red and glossy, eyes burning like molten gold with white. Her teeth gleamed, a predator’s grin, and yet… she waited. Watching me, testing me.My hands hovered over the ground, fingertips brushing the earth. The pull in my chest twisted, coiling with fire and ice.I won’t be weak, I told her. I won’t fail.And then I reached out… not with hands, not with claws, but with every part of myself I had been holding back. My heart, my mind, my body… my wolf.She leapt toward me, her form crashing into mine, merging, and suddenly the forest exploded around me. The wind howled. Trees bent. My vision blurred. My body shook uncontrollably. A low roar ripped from my chest, primal and pure.I was no longer just Sylvara. I was there too. My wolf. Wild, untamed, furious, and free.When I opened my eyes, the forest looked different. Lighter. The danger hadn’t gone, b

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Three

    Sylvara POV The morning of the fourth trial arrived faster than I expected. I woke to the sound of the palace alive again… footsteps, distant growls, the low hum of anticipation. Every chamber felt like it vibrated with the same energy I felt coiling in my chest, a tension I couldn’t shake.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, muscles tight, sore, but alert. My wolf was awake again, restless, her energy thrumming under my skin like a pulse. Today’s trial was unlike any before. I had been warned: this stage wasn’t just about strength, endurance, or control. This was survival…. When I stepped into the hall, Talia was waiting. Her gaze flicked over me, sharp but unreadable. “They’ve paired you,” she said, her voice low. “Your opponent… he’s strong. Don’t let him shake you.”I swallowed, my throat tight. Strong. That word barely scratched the surface. These trials had a way of pushing wolves past what they thought possible. And now… I had no idea what I was about to face.“Why are

  • Spit On Me Alpha   Forty Two

    Sylvara POV I didn’t sleep much that night.Every time I drifted off, my body jerked awake again, nerves buzzing under my skin. My bruises ached when I tried to shift, and my mind wouldn’t stay quiet. The fight replayed over and over. The moment I almost gave up. The strange heat that had risen inside me instead.Something was changing.I felt it.Morning came slowly, grey light creeping through the curtains. I lay there for a while, staring at nothing, listening to the palace wake again. Voices. Footsteps. Distant laughter. The trials had turned Velkorin into a living thing… restless, hungry for blood and spectacle.Today wouldn’t be easier.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood carefully. My body protested, but I welcomed the pain. It reminded me I was still standing.Still here.After washing and dressing, I paused in front of the mirror. I barely recognized the woman staring back at me. There were faint bruises along my arms and collarbone. A small cut near my brow.

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