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chapter thirteen: claimed in the shadows
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The Alpha king and the Hunt REJECTED BY THE FEMALE ALPHA (LOUIS AND DAMIEN'S STORY)
Louis’s POVThe evening air was calm, almost serene. The fireflies danced above the river, the scent of pine and earth lingering in the cool night. My pack had gathered near the central clearing, finishing the day’s training. Some of the younger ones were laughing, tossing sticks and chasing each other, while my mate sparred with a few warriors, demonstrating new combat maneuvers.I leaned against a tree, watching. my baby slept peacefully in my arms, swaddled in a soft blanket, her tiny chest rising and falling with each breath. The warmth of her skin against mine brought a rare smile to my face. For a few moments, the world felt normal.“This evening is beautiful, isn’t it?” my mate’s voice rumbled from behind me. I turned to see him wiping sweat from his brow, a proud, gentle grin on his face. His presence grounded me.“It is,” I said softly, brushing my fingers through the baby's hair. “It’s… peaceful.”He nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon. “Enjoy it ,” he murmured, half in je
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and Five: Into the darkness
Damien’s POV(Years Later)Power changes how people look at you.As a boy, they looked at me like I was dangerous.As a man, they looked at me like I was necessary.Alpha Damien.War leader.Executioner.The wolf who never hesitated.They never knew the truth—that I was still that terrified boy by the river, scrubbing blood from his hands and begging the night to swallow him whole.I learned early how to survive.Control the narrative.Control the fear.Control everyone else—before they controlled you.By the time I met Serena, I was already half hollow.I first saw her at a border gathering.She wasn’t loud. She didn’t fight for attention. She stood just behind the others, draped in dark red, eyes sharp and assessing like she was measuring souls rather than wolves.She felt… familiar.Not comforting.Not safe.Familiar in the way a wound feels when you press on it too hard.My wolf stirred uneasily.Danger, it warned.I ignored it.I always did.She noticed me staring and smiled—not
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and four: Killing the Alpha
Damien’s POV……(Years Ago)I was seven years old when I learned that strength could be a curse.The night smells like rain and iron. Even now, years later, I remember it too clearly—the way the wind rattled the wooden shutters, the way the hearth fire flickered low, the way my mother’s breathing came in short, terrified gasps.I was awake because I was always awake.Because when your house is quiet for too long, you learn that quiet is only the breath before the storm.My father’s voice cuts through the walls like a blade.“Don’t look at me like that.”The sound of something shattering follows. Clay. A bowl. Maybe the cup my mother treasured because it was the only thing her own mother left behind.Then her voice.Soft. Pleading.“Please. Your son is sleeping.”I press my hands over my ears.It never helps.Footsteps thunder across the floorboards. A sharp crack—skin against skin. My mother cries out, and something inside my chest twists so hard I can’t breathe.My father, the most f
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and Three: The End
Aria’s POV….. The dawn arrives slowly, as if the world itself wants to savor this day. I wake before the bells ring, before the palace stirs, before the pack gathers beneath the great silver banners. Caelum is already awake in my arms, his dark eyes following the shifting light that spills through the windows. He makes a soft sound—curious, thoughtful, far too wise for someone so small. Today, the world will know his name. Today, my son will be dedicated to the Moon Goddess and announced as royal heir. My chest tightens as I hold him closer. Not from fear. From the weight of everything that led us here. Once, I stood before this same window drenched in blood and fire, wondering if I would live long enough to see peace. Once, I feared this child would never take his first breath. Once, I chose to die so the world could live. Now I am here. Alive. Whole. Human in ways magic never allowed me to be. And Caelum is warm in my arms. “You don’t know how loved you are,” I wh
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and two: Rejection
Louis’s POV…..The pool was supposed to be empty.That was the entire point.I’d waited until the sun climbed high enough that most warriors would be on patrol or buried in reconstruction work. The camp had settled into a rhythm lately—hammering, hauling, arguing, healing. Noise everywhere. Movement everywhere.I needed quiet.I needed water.The natural pool sat hidden beyond a curtain of willow trees, fed by a slow underground spring that kept it cool even during the warmest days. Smooth stones lined the edges, worn soft by time. This place had always been mine—my escape long before I became Alpha, before war, before bonds and blood and fate tangled my life into something I barely recognized.I glanced around once more, senses stretched.Empty.Good.I stripped quickly, folding my clothes neatly on a flat rock. The breeze kissed my bare skin, cool and daring, and I sighed. For one brief moment, I was just Louis again—not Alpha, not leader, not mate-to-be to a man I wasn’t ready to a
The Alpha king and the Hunt Chapter Hundred and one : What remains, what rises
Damien’s POV….Rebuilding a pack was harder than destroying one.I learned that the hard way.The land stretched before me—charred earth slowly giving way to green shoots, the scars of fire and battle still visible if you knew where to look. This was what remained of my territory. Not the grand halls or stone walls I once ruled from. Just earth, trees, and wolves who had chosen to stay.Aria's parents stayed behind with her, so I had no beta or gamma.Wolves who had every reason to leave.I stood at the edge of the clearing at dawn, hands clasped behind my back, breathing in the cold air. It smelled like ash and rain and something new trying to be born. Around me, my pack moved quietly—no laughter yet, no careless joy. Just work.They were watching me.I could feel it.Once, they had looked at me with unquestioning loyalty. Then with fear. Then with disappointment.Now?Now they looked at me like a man who had something to prove.Good.I deserved that.“Alpha,” one of the younger warr
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