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THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 13. Borderlines
Chapter 13: Borderlines DAMIEN’S POV The council room reeked of fear. It wasn’t the sharp, metallic scent of blood or the earthy musk of wolves gathering for war—it was something worse. Cowardice had a particular odour to it, sour and lingering, and tonight it coated every inch of the room. “We have a serious situation on our hands right now, Alpha Damien,” Elder Rorik trembled even though he tried to hide it. “As a pack we need our Alpha, we need our Alpha to protect us. But instead you are busy defending a girl with a cursed background.” My fist clenched, tighter and tighter, my jaw twitching. How dare him call her background cursed? How dare he call her a girl? Her name was Anya. But I didn’t say a word to him. If I did, there would be blood on the fine marble and his head would be hanging on a spike right outside the pack house. “Elder Rorik, we’ve got a matter of concern,” I said calmly, “as your Alpha it’s my duty to protect you and the entire pack and that’s exactly what
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 12. First Spark
Chapter 12: First Spark ANYA’S POV Damien woke me up by knocking once—it was a sharp and decisive knock—before pushing the door open without waiting for permission. My eyes were barely open when his shadows filled the doorway with that ridiculous mask on his face. “Get up,” he commanded, voice gravel and smoke. I groaned and rolled over, burying my face in the pillow. “It’s not even light out.” “And it’s your second day of training.” He crossed the room in three strides and loomed over the bed. “Get up and get dressed, little fox. We’re already late.” Late? For something I didn’t agree to? I sat up, rubbing sleep from my eyes, and caught the way his gaze flicked down my body before snapping back up. Heat stirred low in my belly despite the chill. He extended a hand and I took it. His palm swallowed mine, rough and warm, and he pulled me to my feet so close our chests nearly brushed. For a heartbeat, neither of us moved. His scent wrapped around me just like last night. “About
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 11. False Trails
Chapter 11: False Trails ROWAN’S POV The river stank of rot and iron. For hours I’d refused to come down here out of fear. My hands trembled as I pushed through the reeds, the moonlight cutting through mist and reflecting off the water like shards of glass. “Alpha, she’s in a bad state,” my beta, Lior murmured, his voice low, almost apologetic. “We can’t identify the pack mark. It’s gone.” Gone. My boots sank into the muddy bank as I crouched. The girl’s body was wrapped in a black tarp, dripping. I hesitated before peeling it back. The smell hit first—sweat and rancid, like decaying flowers. Then I saw her hair, brown instead of raven black. Her frame was smaller, her fingers unpainted and bitten short. That isn’t Anya. My lungs seized in something between relief and disgust. I reached out anyway, my knuckles grazing the dead girl’s cold skin. She was someone’s daughter, someone’s mate, maybe, someone who deserved a burial, not this. “She’s not Anya,” I muttered, voice low, gr
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 10. Whispers In The Dark
Chapter 10: Whispers in the Dark ANYA’S POV The moon hung low outside my window, pale and heavy, spilling light across the floor like milk. I sat on the edge of the bed, brushing my hair in slow, distracted strokes. Every muscle in my body ached from training. My palms were sore, my arms throbbed, and the back of my neck still burned from the memory of Damien’s hand pinning me to the ground. I could still feel the weight of him. He’d said it was just training but no part of it had felt like that. The way his eyes had held mine… the way his breath had brushed my skin. It had felt like something else entirely—something dangerous, something I had no right wanting. And yet, here I was, sitting in his room in my head. A soft knock pulled me back to the present. Before I could answer, the door creaked open and Damien’s shadow filled the frame. He stood there, tall and steady, mask gleaming faintly under the moonlight. My heart kicked once, hard. “You should be in bed,” he said. His
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 9. Lessons in Control
Chapter 9: Lessons in ControlDAMIEN’S POV The morning light spilled across my desk in gold fragments, but all I could think about was the girl upstairs. The image of her skin blistered by boiling water still haunted me—not because I couldn’t stomach pain, but because it wasn’t supposed to be hers. I’d seen warriors bleed out in my hands without flinching, yet one broken look from Anya Voss had managed to claw its way under my skin and settle there like a curse. I told myself that it was pity, but even I knew that it wasn’t. By the time I reached her room, she was sitting by the window, still and small, wrapped in a thin blanket. Her gaze was fixed outside, where warriors were sparring in the field. Sunlight danced over her hair, making it glimmer like burnished copper. For a second, I forgot to breathe. Her fingers twitched on the windowsill, tracing invisible lines on the glass. She didn’t notice me until I stepped closer. “You’re awake early,” I said. Her head turned slowly.
THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA 8. Tracks In The Mud
Chapter 8: Tracks In The Mud ROWAN’S POV I hadn’t slept. Not a single second. My room looked like a battlefield after the slaughter, and I was the only corpse still breathing.The sun clawed its way over the mountains, thin and gray, doing nothing to warm the ice that had settled in my bones. Four days. Four endless, rotting days since Anya disappeared. Every heartbeat felt like a countdown, every breath tasted like ash.Baron paced inside my skull like a caged storm. His claws raked across my ribs from the inside, shredding me with every step. Find her. Find our mate. This is all your fault. The words weren’t words anymore; they were a howl trapped behind my teeth.I stood in the middle of the wreckage, chest heaving, blood crusted under my fingernails. My knuckles were split open, my raw flesh glistening in the morning sun. I didn’t remember when I’d started punching the wall. I only remembered the first crack—how it sounded like bone snapping—and then the second, the third, the h
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