LOGINAlpha Lycan Mate — A Paranormal Romance by Morgan King She thought she was just a girl trying to survive. He knew she was the storm destined to destroy or save them all. Seventeen-year-old Aria lives a quiet life with her grandmother, unaware of the bloodline burning beneath her skin. On the verge of adulthood, she applies for a weekend job at a sleek, glass-walled newspaper tower—owned by the dangerously alluring billionaire widower, Damon Wolfe. Damon never works Saturdays. Never hires strangers. But the moment he smells her… everything changes. As Aria approaches her 18th birthday, her body begins to betray her—visions, heat, instincts she can’t control. She starts hearing a voice that isn’t hers… but feels like it always has been. When secrets unravel and shadows from a forgotten war come hunting, Aria must confront what she truly is: not just a wolf… but an Alpha born of fire, moonlight, and war. And Damon? He’s not just her employer. He might be the only one strong enough to protect her—or the one destined to break her. But some enemies don’t bleed. And some bonds… burn.
View MoreI’d never hated formality more in my life. The pack house gleamed under the glow of lanterns strung across the courtyard. Music drifted from inside, low and haunting, mixing with the hum of conversation and the rustle of gowns brushing against polished marble floors. It should have been beautiful. But I couldn’t stop scanning the room, every instinct in me bristling for danger, for the faintest shift in power that might tell me someone was here who didn’t belong. This is the world you built, I reminded myself, jaw tight. They’re here to see you, to see her. And gods, they were looking. Aria stepped out of the main hall at exactly eight, her grandmother by her side, dressed in a pale gown that shimmered silver in the candlelight. Her hair was pinned loosely at the back of her neck, long waves tumbling around her shoulders. A delicate moonstone pendant lay against the hollow of her throat. She looked both ethereal and heartbreakingly human. I watched every eye turn to her
I couldn’t stop shaking. The sun was barely up, pale streaks of light breaking across the frost-dusted yard. Damon had stepped outside earlier, his face set in stone, jaw tight, eyes silvered with something dangerous. I knew he was talking to someone—probably Elias. The mind link was still foreign to me, but I could feel the ripple of power whenever he reached out with it, like a silent crackle of electricity in the air. When he came back inside, he looked at me for a long moment. Just looked. And then he crossed the room and wrapped me in his arms. I buried my face against his chest, breathing him in, willing the fear to drain away. “What did you see?” he murmured against my hair. I swallowed hard. “I… I don’t know exactly. It was so fast. But there was a circle of stones. Old. Moss-covered. And I was chained… on a table. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. And there were shadows… people watching. And someone in the back, wearing… gods, Damon, it was like a crown made of bon
I didn’t sleep. Couldn’t. Something shifted the moment Aria woke gasping on the couch, her heart pounding so loud I could hear it from across the room. She didn’t speak about what she saw—not yet. But the scent of fear clung to her skin, coiled beneath her new power like smoke under flame. And I knew. It had begun. ⸻ I stepped outside just before dawn, letting the crisp wind bite at my jaw. The woods were quiet. Too quiet. I let the silence settle before reaching out through the pack bond, threading my energy into the oldest connection I had. Elias. A pause. “You’re finally alive.” His voice was dry as usual, but there was an edge to it. “Tell me you didn’t forget how to use a mind link after spending three nights playing house.” It’s serious. I figured. So talk. I closed my eyes and let the weight of the weekend roll out. The shift. Aria’s awakening. Her heritage. Her wolf. The vision. The danger. I didn’t tell him about Anya. Not yet. There was silence on the other
My senses were in overdrive, and I was slowly losing control. I knew once I marked her as my mate, I’d link with her—and the anticipation had been driving my body to the edge all week.I pulled Aria toward me, brushing away the water dripping from her lashes, wanting her to see what she did to me. My palms slid down her sides, wrapping around her thighs as I lifted her flush against me. I pressed her gently against the cold marble wall of the shower, her back arching under the contrast.My hard length rubbed just slightly against the entrance of her sweet core, and she instinctively ground herself against my stomach, desperate for any kind of friction.My lips never left hers as I kissed down the side of her neck, feeling her stretch her head back, exposing the soft place where I would soon mark her. My heart clenched, breath ragged.“Goddess, you are so beautiful,” I murmured against her skin.She let out a soft moan, the sound of it hitting me like lightning.I set her gently back o






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