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2025-03-08 00:42:25Vladimir's chest was smooth and still glistening from his morning bath. He regarded Emereah with piercing golden eyes, as if a predator observing its prey. A loose silk robe draped over his shoulders, barely concealing his muscular, scarred body beneath.
He was beautiful.And he was the devil.
He smirked. “You’re staring.”
Her jaw clenched. “You’re in my way.”
His chuckle was dark, teasing. “Am I?”
She tried to step around him.
He blocked her.
She scowled. “Move.”
“Make me.”
Her breath hitched.The air between them was thick—hazardous.
Then, his hand extended.
Fingertips tracing across her bandaged shoulder.
She spat at touch, pain and something else distorting in her chest.
He moved closer in, voice as smooth as the night. "Does it still hurt?"
She bit her lip, not answering.
His fingers traced the cloth softly, his touch too soft.
And then—
Vladimir tore the cloth away, exposing her shoulder.
Emereah gasped, whirling to glare at him. "What the hell are you—"
"Looking."
She stood up straight.
His golden eyes swept over the red angry bruises, the raw sores, the proof of her disobedience.
His jaw clenched. His fist cramped.
But Vladimir's face was unemotional.
"I didn't give you permission to look Emereah," he said.
He raised his gaze, eyes glittering with something pornographic. "You didn't say I couldn't Emereah."Her heart thudding. "Bastard."
He smiled wider. "I've been called worse."
She raised her hand to push the cloth back up.
His hand sprang out, trapping hers.
Their fingers touched.
The air sparked.
She wrenched her hand away, gasping.
Damn him.
Why did he have to be so. different with her?
His voice went low, heavy close. "You still don't understand your place, do you Princess Blade?"
She pushed her chin out. "I know exactly where I stand."
A flicker of laughter. "Do you?"
He moved in.
Too close.
His warm breath on her skin as he whispered softly, "Then why do you shiver when I touch you?"
She swallowed with pain. "I shiver in disgust."
He laughed—a vile, evil laugh.
And then—
A knock at the door.
Vladimir's face changed in an instant, darkening.
"Enter."
The door creaked open.
And there she stood.
Alexandria.
She stood there, rigid with what she saw—Emereah too close, the shift of which had been yanked back a little, Vladimir looking at her with an expression that filled her with fury.
No.
Her fists were still bunched at her sides.
Not again.
Her voice dripped venom. "How dare you?"
Emereah turned, unfazed. "Oh? Is your hand still sore from slapping me?"
Alexandria clenched her teeth. "You find this funny?"
Vladimir sighed. "You're loud this morning, Alexandria."
She turned to confront him, her eyes seething. "You think I'll keep silent after this? After you humiliated me? After you let this fiend touch you—"Vladimir's eyes leaped to hers, cold and unforgiving.
"She was waiting on me."
Alexandria's fingers curled into fists. "She is a slave."
"Yes." Vladimir reclined with an air of ease. "And yet she has more poison than you."
Alexandria flinched in pain.
Emereah snarled.
Alexandria's eyes turned black.
"You enjoy taunting me, don't you Alpha?" Alexandria stepped forward, eyes blazing. "You have the audacity to replace me with her?"The cold in Vladimir's eyes sparkled. "You are not so replaceable, Alexandria. But."
His eyes dropped to Emereah.
Sneering curl of his mouth.
"She has a sense of humor." Arrogance, blatant taunting—and the spark that extinguished Alexandria's control.She jumped forward, her hand flashing across the space before anyone could grab her.
CRACK.
The slap whipped Emereah's head around sideways.
A blazing burn flashed up her cheek, but she refused to back down.
Silence.
Monumental. Killing.
Then—
A menacing growl.
Not from Emereah.
From Vladimir.
Alexandria had no time to think before Vladimir's hand stretched out, his fingers curling around her wrist when she tried to lash at him again.
His fingers clamped—painfully.
His golden eyes shadowed into something lethal.
“Touch her again,” he said, his voice low, deadly, “and I’ll break your hand.”
Alexandria’s breath caught.
She had never seen him like this.
She had never felt this kind of fear.“You…” she whispered, voice trembling with rage. “You’re defending her?”
Vladimir released her wrist, pushing her away.
"She is mine to punish, not yours."
His words cut like a knife.
A reminder of her place.
A reminder that she was still beneath him, despite how much she stood as his future Luna.
She stepped back, ashamed, angry, tainted by jealousy.
Emereah, her face flushed rising to the cheek, sneered.
"Problem, Alexandria?" She said it in mockery.
Alexandria's anger burned hotter.
This slave—this vile, undeserving child—must be slain.
She tossed up her chin, refusing to break for them.
Alexandria's rage was a storm—a ranting, brutal storm that had no need to dissipate.There wasn't even time to move aside before she closed the distance between them, hands locked around Emereah's neck, tightening until she could feel it.
"Don't act like you're still a princess here, Emereah."
Alexandria's voice sliced through, lip curled in disgust. "You're a slave. And you need to be reminded where you belong."
Emereah stood firm, silver eyes not wavering, defiant.
"You're right," she panted, voice raw from having been choked around the throat, "I'm a slave."
Alexandria's smug smile was fleeting.
"But isn't it pathetic," Emereah continued, curling her lip, "that even as a slave… I still have his attention?"
The words seared.
Alexandria's nails dug deeper into Emereah's flesh, anger distorting her beautiful face like something cruel.
"You dirty little—"
"Enough."
Vladimir's voice shattered through the air, cold.
Alexandria braced herself.
She released her hold, backed off slowly—but refused to let him go.She wheeled about to confront him, frowning at him with anger in her eyes.
"She's playing games with you, Vladimir," she mocked. "She's playing games with you—under everybody's noses. Blind?"
Vladimir's golden eyes flicked between them.
His face? Remained the same.
Then, he smiled.
"You sound jealous, Alexandria."
Her face blazed, her pride hurt.
"I am not jealous of a—
"Then why," Vladimir took a soft breath, stepped closer on purpose, "are you acting so frantically?"
Alexandria's gust was taken away from her.
Emereah suppressed a laugh.
And that? That was the breaking point Alexandria shattered.
She released Emereah's throat finally with a growl and turned to Vladimir.
"You'd rather defend her than your own Luna?"
Vladimir leaned his head back, smiling. "You're not my Luna yet."
The words sliced through her like a dagger.
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Alexandria inhaled sharply, trembling with anger. "You—""You’re dismissed, Alexandria."Silence.Thick. Suffocating.Alexandria’s face drained of color."You… are sending me away?"Vladimir did not blink. "Isn't that what 'dismissed' is, Alexandria?" He sounded cutting. Alexandria's heart was racing in her chest, her anxiety simmering out of control. She knew the seriousness of his words.He was making a mockery of her. In public.Her fists balled, nails biting into her own flesh."Fine," she growled, shaking with repressed rage. "Enjoy your new little plaything for as long as it lasts, Vladimir."And then—she turned, striding away, her anger poisoning the air that clung to her.But as she departed…Her anger seethed.This was far from over.Not even close.Emereah would be punished.Vladimir would regret this.And when Alexandria lashed out again…She would ensure there would be no going back.The ringing of chains against the extremely highly polished marble floor was deafening ami
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The command sent a shivering chill through every person in the room.The servants hesitated, their eyes darting toward Emereah with silent pleas for mercy.One of them—the oldest, a woman who had served Emereah's family since she was a child—fell to her knees."Alpha, please—"Vladimir's glare snapped to her, and she ceased speaking immediately.The nobles watched, entertained, some sipping their wine as if it were a play."Do not test my patience," Vladimir commanded.The guards stepped forward, Emereah in their grasp by the arms.They dragged her to her feet, the golden shackles ringing against the marble floor.Her body protested. Pain tightened every movement, but she did not scream.This is what he wants.For her to beg.To break.To kneel at his feet and submit.But she would rather die.As they pulled her away, she shifted her head slightly—just enough to catch Vladimir's eye.Her silver blaze merged with his golden rage.And she smiled.It was thin, scarcely noticeable.But he
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Emereah's dry throat ached at the sight.Her body begged for respite.But she did not stir.She did not trust him.Vladimir smiled. "What? You think I would poison you? If I wanted you dead, you would be."Her fingers curled into the sheets."Then why am I here?"His face grew stern."Because you're not permitted to die yet Emereah."Vladimir bent over her, his warm breath on her cheek."Not until I decide so."Emereah's heart pounded against her ribs.She loathed him.Loathed his strength, his sadism—the fact that he toyed with her pain as if it were some ghastly amusement.And yet—She was still present.Still a captive.Still a prisoner of his mercy.Temporarily.Tears disfigured the bruised faces of those who still referred to her as their Luna.But Emereah—She could not maintain her grip."I don't deserve to be your Luna."Her words trembled, barely a whisper.The slaves tensed."I don't deserve your devotion."Emereah curled her fists, her nails clawing deep into the bruised sk
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The Next Morning – Vladimir's Chambers Emereah stood stiff at the border of the grand window, watching the sun rise in the morning over the cold, bitter fields of the Red Crescent Moon Pack. She could still feel the burn on her cheek where Alexandria had struck her. She could still feel the heat of Vladimir's hand, the way he had possessed her in silence. Damn him. She hated the way Vladimir made her feel. And yet, here Emereah was. Because the Alpha had summoned her. The doors opened behind her, and she didn't even glance back because his presence permeated the room like a tempest. "Come here." His voice was low and commanding. Her fingers curled into fists. She ought to fight. She ought to fight him. But she turned. And there he was. But she lived. Still unbroken. The cell door slammed open. A wave of cold air and danger swept in as Alexandria came in, her high heels clicking on the stone. The other slaves cowered, huddling along the walls as Alexandria's cold gaze
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"You should have let me." Her breath was barely audible, but the effect was one of a hurricane. "You should have let me die with my pack."Vladimir came to an instant stop.Then—He laughed.Low. Deadly.Mocking."You think death would be a mercy?" he breathed. "Oh, little one… death would be too gentle."She withdrew her face, revulsion churning in her belly."Then kill me." She said more loudly this time.His fingers trailed down the side of her throat, mapping the shallow pulse beneath."No."Her cry was frozen in her throat."No?" she echoed, icy.His smile widened."You will live, Emereah." His hand descended, halting just above her heart. "You will live long enough to break."Her breast rose up sharply, a glimpse of fear in her eyes."You want me to hurt," she told him. It was not a question.Vladimir moved closer, close enough that his breath rustled against the bend of her ear."I want you to know what it is to have nothing… and still be forced to live."She shivered."I want
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Vladimir leaned forward, his lips grazing the rim of her ear."So what will it be, little wolf?"There was a silence.A crushing, smothering silence.Then—"Fine."The single word slipped off her lips on a sigh—defeated, but also inflected with poison.Vladimir smiled to himself, pleased.He released her chin, inclining his head as he gazed at her with sinful mirth."Good girl."His fingers danced across her wrist for one final moment before releasing, as if already triumphant.For he had.For now.But Emereah knew one thing—This wasn't over.This was only the start of a much deadlier game.She crouched broken, weak, her body shuddering with fatigue. The weight of Vladimir's presence bore down on her like an intangible force, crushing, unstoppable.And then—"Don't use them against me."Her voice cracked.Tears rose in her silver eyes, spilled down her battered cheeks as she shook beneath his stare. She never begged before. Not ever.But now—"I beg you… please."A pause for silence.
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The castle walls creaked under the darkness of night. Thicker, more suffocating silence wrapped itself around the room where Emereah lay—her life hanging on by threads.The poison of the scorpion still seared in her veins. The welts of her lashings festered. Her throat was sore from weeping.But she wept for no one but her people.For the ones she couldn't save. For the ones Vladimir had threatened to kill. For the ones who still believed in her."I should have died."The door slammed open without warning.Her heart stopped.And there he was—Vladimir.Clad in his dark royal cloak, his golden eyes sparkled with something far more sinister than anger. Cruel amusement.He strode toward her as if stalking prey."Get up."Emereah barely had the strength to move. Her body ached, her limbs limp, her head pounding with dryness."I… can't…"She croaked, barely over a whisper.Vladimir tsked."I did not query whether you could. I commanded you to get up."Her body refused. Her legs trembled ben
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Her breath hitched as she reached Vladimir’s chamber. The heavy oak doors loomed before her, guarded by two of his most loyal men.“Let me through,” she demanded.The guards stiffened but stood firm.“Alpha has requested privacy,” one muttered.“I am his fiancée,” Alexandria hissed, her voice low and lethal. “Step aside… or you’ll answer for it.”The guards hesitated. One gave the other a warning look before reluctantly opening the door.There he was-Vladimir. Standing beside the bed, gazing out the window. But not Emereah that got Alexandria's blood running hot. It was Vladimir. The way his eyes stayed on her. The way his fingers swept a strand of sweat-drenched hair off Emereah's face moments ago."No. no, no." Alexandria's heart thundered."You're watching her," she growled, her voice trembling with fury.Vladimir scarcely moved his head. "Do you have some reason for coming here?""There's always a reason when my Alpha gets her hands on a slave like she's some breakable trophy!" Al
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The fire now had a name.Emereah.It was not only in her eyes, or in the touch of her hands, or in the whisper of Vladimir's name like a prayer gone sour—it was present in the very air she surrounded herself with. A slow-consuming, unstoppable blaze that consumed everyone too close to her into dust.And Vladimir?He was already ablaze.He sat in the window of the eastern wing at dawn, the sky still bruised from night, gazing over her sleeping form on the divan. She had insisted on remaining near him, refused to let him sleep in his own rooms, had cried when he'd even spoken of it.And there she was now.Serene. Beautiful. Deadly.Her lips curled once in sleep, and she murmured something—his name, maybe. Or a threat. With her nowadays, there was no difference.Helena slipped in behind him, holding a creased report."She broke Mireille's arm," she breathed."I know.""She threatened another noble's mate in the corridor. We had to postpone the afternoon audience.""I know."Helena stood
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The great hall of the Red Crescent Moon Pack hummed with tension. Guards stood against the stone walls, nobles spoke in hushed tones behind velvet sleeves, and advisors kept looking toward the high throne where Vladimir sat by himself.By himself, for Emereah was late again."She's developing unpredictability," one of the elders whispered."She's developing danger," another growled.The doors groaned open before anyone could comment.Emereah strode in, barefoot, her long dark red robe flowing behind her like spilled blood. Her eyes raked the room—not with innocence or poise, but with the ravenous, unbalanced desire of a wolf unfed for days.She spied Vladimir.And smiled. "There you are," she chimed in saccharine sweetness, as if she hadn't just left an hour before. "Missed you?"Vladimir rose to his feet. "Emereah, this is a council session—""Council?" she repeated. Her eyes drifted to the nobles in the ring below. "They are still trying to keep you apart from me, are not they?""Em
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"Touch what is mine, not." Emereah's voice was cracked like lightning. Bare slaps resounded as she barefooted it across the marble, but she appeared to be volcanic, she was so immovable. "You do not lay hands on what is mine."Gossips spread like fire consuming dry ground."Your Lady Emereah—" the Beta began."I am Luna," she mocked him, her eyes iced with fire-like frost. "Say my title correctly, or farewell to tongue."The Beta bowed forthwith, droplets of perspiration at temples. "Yes, Luna."Vladimir had had his fill at last.He stood, deep, commanding voice. "Emereah. With me. At once."Her eyes stabbed him. The fire faded—but lingered. "Why? To protect her?""Now."Her jaw was clenched. And then, like a sulky mollified child who scorned anything but a precious toy, she walked to his side and curled her fingers around his. She clung like ivy—slow, elegant, stifling.They moved silently through the castle corridors until the doors to their own room softly creaked shut behind them.
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"Did she attempt to persuade you to leave?""Yes."She spun around."And what did you reply?""I said I won't.""Did you enjoy your little conversation?" she asked gently."Emereah—"She spun about, anger dancing in her eyes. "Don't say my name like that. Like a child having a tantrum. Like I had no idea what was happening."He hesitated. "Nothing is happening."She laughed with acid venom. "Liar.""Emereah—""Liar!" she yelled, and the mirror she stood before vibrated, the glass groaning across its image like a wound.Vladimir's wolf stiffened.Her magic had never been so strong before. Not even in combat.She moved towards him warily, shaking with rage. "And what is Helena to you, Vladimir?" Her voice was husky, deadly. "Once, you had Alexandria. Your beautiful Alexandria. The one you locked up in your dungeon but cherished in your heart.""That's not true—""And now it's Helena. Helena with her whispers. Her history. Her devotion. You let her speak to you as if I didn't exist!""He
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The air was heavy with heat and quiet peril, encased in gold firelight and silk blankets that curled around them like snakes. Emereah slept peacefully, a gentle breathing on Vladimir's skin, her arm taken possessively thrown over his chest.He hadn't stirred. Not for hours.His hand stayed lightly on her spine, but his mind seethed like a storm beneath the surface.Each breath she took pressed her bare skin against his ribs, and each second felt heavier than the last. His wolf—so often wild and sure—paced inside him now, anxious. Conflicted.Because he hadn’t imagined it.She’d meant every word.“I’ll kill them all…”And not with the detachment of a queen defending her claim—but with a child’s desperate fury. Like someone who'd lost too many things, too many people, and finally snapped.He breathed slowly and moved his eyes to the window.There, beyond the ice-encrusted glass, the moon hung low. Pale. Watching.A sharp knock shattered the quiet.Then another. Louder."Your Majesty!" G
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The sunlight of morning filtered through the heavy velvet curtains like a warning and not a blessing.Vladimir woke to a stirring, the warm heat of Emereah too much, too much, enveloping him. She was around him like ivy on stone, her nails grasping barely on his chest. Her red hair was around his neck, her hot, harsh breath on his skin.She hadn't slept. Not really.His eyes gradually opened. She was looking at him."Emereah," he croaked."You disappeared in my dream," she breathed, eyes growing wide and feral. "I was crying for you, but you didn't respond."Vladimir eased himself up, unentwining her arms from around his arms. "It was only a dream."Her face contorted. "But it occurred. It felt like they were taking you away from me. I woke up and thought—maybe you'd left.""I didn't," he growled."I'm here.""But for how long?" she ordered, near accusatorily. Her hand tightened around his arm. "You'll leave. Everyone leaves. Except that you shouldn't."He gritted his teeth. "You're t
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The sunbeam stroked the velvet drapes with a gentle touch, and gold stripes fell away on the bed where Vladimir lay. The morning calm was sacred—but Emereah had already awakened, much sooner than the sun would cross the hills.She was regarding him.Nestled next to him in slumber, her palm lay upon his bare chest, fingers tracing patterns in the air above the runes inked over his skin. Her eyes did not blink. They burned with feverish intensity, a passion bordering on madness. "Mine." The words were a breathless whisper of awe. "You're mine."Vladimir stirred. His brows furrowed as her voice pulled him from sleep.What time is it?" he whispered drowsily.Emereah's lips grazed his shoulder. "It doesn't matter. I won't waste a single second without you."He shifted to the side, keeping her gaze. Something was amiss—something too raw, too frantic. It annoyed him for a moment. But then she kissed him, and the uncertainty disolved into nothing."Last night," she breathed. "You gave me lif
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He buried his face in her pussy and fully dedicated himself to taking her to orgasm. The Alpha licked the blade of his tongue up and down her vulva slowly. He left a string of whispy kisses on her clit, then rimmed it with his tongue. Emereah threw her head back and groaned. With his lips still on her, He inserted a finger into her cunt. She was tight and wet. Vladimir's dick pounded to slam her against the desk, but he was determined to get Emereah off first. He inched one finger in and out slowly, and then added another. When he hit the rough sweet spot, he curled his fingers, tickled it with his fingertips, and in the process, licked her clit. Emereah gasped and the whole of her body hardened it was the first time she experienced such. She looked at the smile of Vladimir."Do not play games with me and be gentle my Alpha," she admonished."My love, I dare not and I will be soft my luna."Emereah slapped Vladimir's face back down once more, and he was more than willing to comply. He
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The moon rode high—silver and watchful—casting a chill gleam upon Vladimir's private quarters' obsidian walls. There was a fire in the hearth, sputtering like muffled mirth. Silk drapes rippled on the unseen wind. And at the center of the great bed, draped in sheets of blood-red velvet, sat Emereah—still, waiting.She was clothed in nothing but a gossamer mantle of gold, the leftovers of ritualistic robes cast off by invisible slaves at the bidding of the sorcerer. Her hair cascaded in waves of red down her spine, her skin glowing faintly with the remains of the spell. Her eyes—blue pale ones—were the oddest of all, however. Still. But unempty.Vladimir entered, his robe half-open, his gaze locked on her as if she were the world and all its stars. He stopped a few paces away from the bed and looked at her."Do you know what tonight is, my Luna?" he whispered.Emereah nodded once. "Our bond night."His lips curled. "Yes. Our final seal. After this… no magic can undo what we become.".
