The Alpha's Stained Mate

Dienara was her first name, and it meant man destroyer. But the name didn’t portray who she was, so she was given Desdemona, meaning misery and ill fate.Desdemona- a useless wolf others maltreated for fun.She was a cursed Omega- a flower trapped within the four-kilometer-long wall of Razgriz Pack, where her sorrow resided, with longing desires, no tender touch of dewdrops at dawn, nor a gentle breeze to carry her on.Her only crime was choosing to come to the world when the hunter moon shined bright and long in the sky- a sacred festival night for Razgriz Pack, a day that marked the day the moon goddess blessed their ancestors with a place to hide from the wolf hunters. And while Alpha Brecc, the current Alpha of Razgriz Pack, was about to offer a ritual to appreciate and appease the moon goddess, Desdemona’s first cry distracted him, and that made her the foretold death of the Alpha, and Razgriz Pack’s destruction.Desdemona was wolf-banned immediately after her first cry in the wo

Desdemona hit her back on the pole and she fell hard to the ground. “Hum!” She moaned and rolled on the floor, struggling to lift her head.He disappeared and appeared in front of her. He ground his teeth, querying in a low beastly voice. “How dare you?”He hit the pole with his hand and it broke into two pieces. He grabbed her on the neck and slowly lifted her till he firmly stood on his feet, putting her up in the air. “How dare you take off my mask!” He growled.“Following me is an offense, and I planned to cut your left foot and three right fingers for that, but you've done the worst and death is the penalty,” he informed. “You see my face, definitely you will die tonight,”“Helpless wolf, do you know why you will die?” He raised a question that didn’t require her answer.“It's because I’m mysterious… the last person who saw my face at dawn didn’t see the sunset that day,” he disclosed.“Helpless wolf, I will be kind for once to let you say your last prayer. Be fast with it.” He

Arram entered the hut, holding a bowl of hot water in his hands and a towel hung on his shoulder. He put the water down beside the bed, where Desdemona had been lying unconscious for a week.After he brought her to his hideout- a hut built in the middle of a thick forest, he sacrificed a lot to bring her down from the heaven and earth bridge, but she hasn’t opened her eyes yet.He has used many herbs to heal her internal wounds but none worked. Arram sat on the bed’s edge and wiped the sweat on Desdemona’s forehead.He sat beside her on the bed and fixed his eyes on her peeled lips. “I don’t mind paying with everything I have, I will protect you…”He drew the water bowl closer and dug the towel into it, but quickly took his hands out because it was too hot.He blew air on his hand and quickly went outside to get water from the pot.He came back and met her gasping. “What happened?!”He rushed to her side and scanned her from head to toe, trying to detect why she was like that, but he

Martius placed an herb pot on the fire and sat on a wood beside it.A minute later, his body vibrated, alarming him about a bad thing that had happened.“What's going on?”He tried to think about what happened for a minute and his mind went to Arram. “Did something happen to my lord?”The clouds turned dark, and a tornado appeared.The reaper walked out of the tornado and walked into the hut.“What's going on?” He raised a rhetorical question, keeping his mouth densely ajar till the reaper took Arram's soul and walked out of the hut.Martius wanted to stop the reaper. He took three steps towards him, but paused and watched the reaper walk back to the tornado and disappear.“I need to do something…” he thought. He bit the left side of his lower lip for a few seconds.He concluded and quickly stretched out his left hand. He drew a sign on his palm and closed his palm.“The incantation.” He chanted some incantation and opened his palm.He moved his palm to his mouth to blow it to blow, b