LOGINEDAL
“You haven't fucked me in two weeks Rylan… Of course I'm wet, Bow shut up and fuck me .” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped. My nails dug into his shoulders. “Is this what you need?” he asked, curling his fingers, hitting that spot that made my vision blur. “I need you to shut up and fuck me.” He pulled his fingers out. I whimpered at the loss. He rolled me onto my back, positioned himself between my thighs, the head of his cock pressing against my pussy. His grey eyes stared down at me . “You're mine,” he said. “I know.” “Say it.” “I'm yours. Now fucking move.” He thrust inside me. Deep and Rough. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer. He buried his face in my neck, his breath hot on my skin. “Fuck, Edal,” he groaned. “You feel … you're so tight …” “Don't stop. Please don't fucking stop.” He didn't. He fucked me harder, deeper, his hips slamming into mine, the headboard hitting the wall in a rhythm that matched my heartbeat. I clawed at his back. He bit my shoulder … hard enough to leave marks. I moaned. He growled. This was the only time I felt safe. When he was inside me. When nothing else existed … not the Burning, not the wolf gene, not the dead mother whose teeth still haunted my dreams. Just him. Just us. Just this. I came first. My back arched off the bed. My thighs shook. I cried out his name … not He followed seconds later, burying his cock as deep as he could go, spilling inside me while he shuddered and groaned and whispered my name as he painted my pussy with cum. Loud knocks settled on the door… sounding really urgent on cue. “Alpha a Fissure opened in the eastern sector! Scavengers are trapped! We need you now!” Rylan sighed Like the weight of the whole world was sitting on his chest. “Stay inside,” he said, pulling on his pants. “I'll be back before dawn.” “You always say that.” He paused at the door. Looked back at me … grey eyes soft for just a second. “And I always come back.” Then he was gone I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, tracing the cracks in the plaster. The cold seeped in where his body used to be. I couldn't sleep. I never could after he left. The room was too big and empty and I was lonely. I got up wrapped a sheet around myself and wandered into the hallway. His study was at the end. The room he told me never to enter. The room with the locked chest. I pushed the door open. Papers covered his desk. Maps. Manifests. Old letters. And one letter with an official seal … the High Council of Alphas. My hands shook as I unfolded it. “Approved. The human breeder Edal (ID #0427) will be released from her contract effective immediately. Alpha Rylan has selected his fated mate, Luna Vex, to stand by his side. The coronation will take place on the next full moon per pack traditions.” Luna?. He was making someone else Luna. After two years of holding me, fucking me, telling me I was his … he was throwing me away like garbage. “No.” The word came out a whisper. Then louder. “No. No. No. No.” I read it again. Same words. Same cold, official, fucking words. I didn't cry. I wouldn't give him that. I threw the letter on the floor. I stormed out of the study. Down the hallway. Through the main hall. My bare feet slapped against the cold stone floor, each step echoing off the walls like gunshots. He wasn't in the eastern sector. He wasn't fixing the fissure. He wasn't saving scavengers. He was in the north courtyard, standing close to a woman I'd never seen before. Tall with Dark hair. Sharp cheekbones. A smirk that made my blood boil. Rylan's hand was on her waist. She was laughing at something he'd said …a musical, elegant laugh that belonged in ballrooms and expensive restaurants, not in this broken world of ash and blood. “Rylan.” My voice came out harder than I expected. He turned. His eyes widened … just a flicker, just a second … before his face went blank. Empty. Like a stranger. Like I was no one. The woman smiled. She looked me up and down … slowly, deliberately … like I was a piece of meat she was considering buying. “You must be the breeder.” “I asked who the fuck you are.” She didn't answer. She looked at Rylan instead. Raised her perfectly shaped eyebrows. Waiting. And Rylan … the man who saved me from that ditch, who held me after nightmares, who fucked me like I meant something, who said I was his … Rylan took a breath. His eyes refusing to lock with mine “This is Vex, My fated mate. My Luna to be.”EDALThree weeks.Twenty-one days of staring at the concrete ceiling, waiting for the bleeding to stop. Waiting for the ghost of the pain to leave my stomach.The blood was gone. The fever was gone. And whatever softness I had left inside me was completely buried under the mountain floor.The lower training bay was freezing cold. The air smelled like rust, sweat, and old concrete. I stood in front of the heavy leather punching bag, my hands wrapped tight in black canvas strips. No gloves. I wanted to feel the impact. I needed to feel something that wasn't the empty, hollow ache in my gut.*THUD.*I threw a heavy left hook. The leather groaned under the hit.A right cross. My shoulder burned. My breath came out in short, sharp puffs of white vapor in the cold air. I didn't stop. I kept moving my feet, striking the bag over and over until the canvas started to scrape the skin off my knuckles."Your left guard is dropping," a flat voice said from the iron stairs.I didn't turn around. I
THIRD POVThe air in the medical bay smelled like rubbing alcohol and old blood. Tarek stood by the metal sink. He scrubbed his hands under the running water, over and over, trying to get the red stains out from under his fingernails.The heavy iron door groaned open. Korr walked in first. His right hand was completely wrapped up in thick white tape and wooden splints, his broken fingers held stiff against his palm. Rylan followed right behind him. His eyes were totally bloodshot, his face pale and unwashed, his jaw clenched so tight the muscles were jumping. Ezra came in last. He didn't look at anyone. He just slid against the concrete wall and dropped to the floor, pulling his knees up to his chest."How is she?" Korr asked. His voice was rough, completely stripped of his usual military authority. "She still won't eat. She just stares at the wall, Tarek. She won't let me get near the bed."Tarek stopped scrubbing. He didn't turn around right away. He just looked down at the gray soa
EDALThe room stayed cold. The bloody sheets were gone, replaced by clean, coarse wool blankets that smelled faintly of lye and the damp lower laundry tiers, but the scent of the slaughter never truly left the walls.I didn't move. I lay on my side, my knees tucked up toward my chest, staring at a single crack in the mortar of the stone wall. The yellow light under the door shifted from bright to dark, signaling the passing of days I wasn’t counting."Edal."Korr’s voice was a low, heavy rasp from the doorway. He walked into the room slow, his heavy combat boots making a dull, scraping sound on the concrete floor. He was wearing a fresh gray uniform shirt, but his right hand was completely bound in thick white medical tape, the splints holding his broken fingers rigid against his palm.He stopped by the edge of the cot. On the small wooden table, the metal tray sat exactly where it had been since yesterday morning—the ration bowl of gray nutrient broth covered in a thin, cold skin."Y
EDALThe heavy, metallic scent of fresh blood completely swamped the small perimeter of the residential cabin, drowning out the familiar smells of old gun oil and damp stone. I was flat on my back on the mattress, my legs tangled in sheets that were turning a dark, terrible crimson.My fingers locked into the front of Rylan’s thick tactical jacket. I pulled him down until his face was inches from mine."Make it stop," I choked out, a raw, wet sob tearing through my chest. "Rylan, please... it's tearing me apart... make it stop!""I've got you, sweetheart. I've got you," Rylan muttered. His voice wasn't smooth or mocking anymore. It was completely broken, scraping like gravel in his throat. His massive Alpha arms wrapped tightly around my torso, pulling my upper body off the bloody mattress and crushing me against his bare chest. He was shaking so violently his teeth were clicking together. "Don't look down, Edal. Just look at me. Look at my eyes. Focus on my voice, okay?""It hurts!"
EDALThe atmosphere upstairs in the main residential sectors had completely shifted over the last two months. For the first time since Marcus’s mountain vault had become our cage, the heavy, stale air of the fortress felt lighter. The Nullifiers down in the lower bays were holding the western ridge with absolute iron discipline, Vance’s men keeping Vex’s forward scouts totally pushed back into the ash plains. And inside our own private wing, the dark, bloody tension between the Alphas had quieted down into a strange, watchful truce.Everyone could see the change now. My belly was rounding out, pushing tight against the fabric of my gray tactical shirts.To the soldiers and the circle, that growing shape was the first real piece of hope they had touched since the old world burned down to the ground. A new life. A child born inside the stone walls where the nuclear winter couldn’t reach.But under my heavy blankets in the dark, the happiness didn't reach my gut.I sat on the edge of the
EZRA The red lights were spinning fast against the white lab walls, painting the green jars of fluid in a dark, bloody color. The alarms were completely screaming, a loud, heavy horn that made my hybrid ears ring with pure agony.Thorne was still standing by the silver desk, his clean face twisting with sudden, sharp anger as the distant sound of explosions shook the concrete floor under our feet."What is that?" Thorne barked, turning his head toward the heavy white doors. "The outer gate perimeter is totally locked. Who is breaching the facility?"The iron door at the end of the long glass corridor suddenly bent inward with a massive, deafening *CRASH*.The metal panel tore completely off its bolts, flying through the air and smashing into one of the green tanks. Green fluid and broken glass exploded across the floor, the malformed clone body sliding out into the mess. Through the smoke, Tyson stepped straight into the lab. The massive Nullifier was holding his heavy breaching shie
EDALAs Damon leaned his massive weight into me, his thumb digging bruisingly into my chin, my hand flew down to my hip. My knives were gone, but the heavy metal medical shears I'd slipped into my waistband before the gallows were still there. I ripped them out and drove the blunt, heavy handle str
EDALThe noise of the sick bay cut off the deeper I went into the back supply halls. My face was still burning from the fight with Rylan. My chest felt tight, my brain spinning over everything he sent me away to save my life.I couldn't just sit there and process it. I needed to move. I needed my w
KORRThe office door didn't even finish closing before Ezra slammed me into the wall.His body was pressed flat against mine, pinning me down "You almost let her die, A second later, Korr. That’s all it would have taken. If that truck hadn't crashed the gates, she’d be dead on a rope right now.""
EDALThe heavy iron door slammed shut. Rylan leaned heavily against the edge of the cot, his bare chest heaving under the bloody gauze. His eyes never left my face. "Get away from the door, Rylan, Don't you dare come near me."Rylan saw my hand twitch toward my empty hip. A bitter, exhausted smi







