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Penulis: C.ELLICA
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By the time we stumbled into the little human town, we looked like we crawled out of a swamp. No shoes. Soaked clothes. Mud up to my calves. Hair plastered to my face. And, because the universe loves a dramatic punchline, Alpha “I’m Too Serious For Life” Gregor stomped into the shabby little inn like he was conquering a kingdom.

We were supposed to be at the next safehouse. Nice, quiet, hidden from the world. Maybe with actual food and—gods forbid—dry socks. But no. According to Zach, our brilliant little tech wizard, the Black Fangs were already there, setting a damn welcome party with blades and wolfsbane cocktails.

So here we were. In the middle of human territory. Looking like two beggars who got thrown out of a bar fight.

Gregor stalked beside me, broad shoulders hunched into a coat that was at least two sizes too small. It pinched under his arms, and every time he moved, I swore I heard a stitch cry for help. The mighty Alpha of Midnight Pack looked like he borrowed his clothes
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  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   Chapter 90- END OF SEASON ONE

    The Alpha's Reluctant TemptationAuto Saved Word Count 137629/70Marigold POVBy the time we reached the borders of Gregor’s pack, I was so tired I could’ve faceplanted into a rock and called it a nap.But the moment the first howl echoed through the pines — that deep, thunderous call of home — something in me snapped awake.The mountain opened up into a sprawling valley, the kind of wild beauty that looked stolen out of a dream. Pine trees dripping with frost, rivers gleaming like glass threads, and in the middle of it all… the pack village.Not huts. Not tents. Actual stone houses and mansions wrapped in warm golden light. Smoke rising from chimneys. Laughter spilling into the crisp morning air.We were home.And when I say they welcomed us, I mean it — they welcomed us.Wolves in their human forms ran to meet us, cheering, hugging Gregor like he’d risen from the grave (which, honestly, wasn’t far from the truth).“Alpha Gregor!”“Long live our Alpha!”“Luna Marigold!” someone sho

  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   89

    Alpha Gregor POVThe night was heavy with smoke and triumph. The storm had passed, but the air still pulsed with the heartbeat of battle — the mountain’s breath mingled with ours, raw and alive. Wolves from every pack raised their muzzles toward the bleeding dawn, howls rising into the crimson sky, a song of freedom and vengeance and survival.I stood at the cliff’s edge, my fur still slick with blood — both mine and my enemies’. Around us, the snow was no longer white. It was the color of war. The Queen was dead. Her cursed army silenced. ASA’s iron machines lay in ruin, their human masters buried beneath the lands they tried to claim.I threw back my head and howled, the sound echoing through the valley.A call of victory. Of mourning. Of rebirth.The others followed — Xander, Barbie (tiny and fierce, her fae wings glowing faintly), and the packs that had bled beside us. The mountains shook with it, a symphony of howls that carried for miles.Then I felt her.Marigold.She came up b

  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   88

    A few hours later.The mountain burned that night.Flames licked the black sky like the fingers of gods drunk on vengeance. The cursed valley—once whispered of in lullabies to scare pups into obedience—was now a war zone. Smoke choked the stars, and the scent of blood thickened the air until even the ravens fled.I felt the wolfsbane leave my veins like a curse unraveling. My body convulsed, bones cracking, skin splitting as my wolf roared free. The agony was pure—but so was the rage. I could taste the death in the air.“Marigold, with me!” Gregor’s voice thundered through the bond, raw, guttural, alive.I turned to see him—Alpha Gregor—no longer the broken captive from the lab. He was enormous now, fur black as night, eyes burning crimson-gold like a dying sun. The earth itself trembled beneath his paws.And then I shifted.My wolf form—dark warrior with veins of midnight flame—burst into being. Shadows rippled off my fur like smoke, the ancient bloodline awakening at last. The power

  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   87

    The facility's sirens came first—long, wailing shrieks that tore through the sterile white silence. Then came the tremors.The air itself shuddered. Lights flickered. And the scent of smoke began to creep through the metal vents.“Intruders!” someone shouted. “They’ve breached the east wing!”My eyes snapped open as chaos rippled through the ASA facility. Doctors scattered. Agents grabbed their weapons. Through the haze of pain and wolfsbane still burning through my veins, I smelled it—wolves. My wolves. Xander’s pack.They’d come for us.But before I could even move, the door exploded inward with a roar so loud it rattled the bones in my chest. A massive black wolf barreled through—Alpha Gregor. His fur was matted with blood, his eyes feral and burning with a red-gold glow that promised death.Behind him, the hallway erupted into chaos. Wolves tore into soldiers. Guns fired, silver bullets shattering against fur and flesh alike. The sharp metallic tang of blood filled the air. And ov

  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   86

    Beta Xander POVThe march began before dawn, when the mountains still held their breath and the mist clung low like a secret. I rode at the front of the column, horse’s flank slick beneath my palm, cloak pressed close to keep the chill from biting through bone. Three hundred wolves followed—warrior veterans, Alpha Gregor’s loyalists, and fighters from smaller packs who owed favors or blood. We were not an army in any formal sense; we were a hunting pack with torches and purpose and a single unspoken promise: bring them home.My boots kept time against stirrups. My mind did not.There had been an email from the king that morning—formal, glossy, and inconveniently helpful. His Majesty will send his contingent it read. The royal seal had been affixed with all the pomp required by court ceremony. Whoever had written the message had been careful, but the content had a smell I knew well: politics. The king’s men would arrive in a day, maybe two. That might help Prince Leon and Sugar—whoever

  • The Alpha's Reluctant Temptation   85

    BARBIE POVI knew it the moment the spell flared—that sick, gut-wrenching snap of magic that yanked me out of that hellish lakeside fight and threw me halfway across the cursed mountain range. The smell of blood still clung to my hair, to my skin, to the inside of my lungs. I could hear their screams in my head—Marigold shouting for me not to leave, Gregor roaring like a beast cornered by fate itself.And gods help me… I ran.Not because I wanted to. Because if they had both of us, it was over. Full stop. End of story.Marigold and I shared the same fate— that freaky alchemy of fae and wolf that the ASA wanted so badly for their “super-soldier” experiments and not to mention the queen wanted our blood to cure their curse. If they captured both of us, they’d have everything they needed to start that nightmare. So, I did the only logical, heart-shattering thing. I left her behind.Now I was standing in the middle of a dead forest, the sky a flat gray smear over the cursed peaks. Every s

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