INICIAR SESIÓN“Who am I? What am I? And what is my purpose?” Trapped in an abusive marriage, Rhea clings to the fragile hope of giving her sick daughter a future. Freye suffers from Lycanscale, a rare and deadly disease, and Rhea endures her bipolar mate’s cruelty for the sake of the treatments that keep her child alive. But everything shatters when chaos strikes one night and her husband’s debt draws the attention of the cursed Alpha of Duskmoor Hollow. Taken captive as leverage, Rhea finds herself caught between fear and unexpected refuge. Against all odds, two broken souls begin to find sanctuary in each other. Now Rhea must fight not only for survival but for her heart, torn between duty and desire, while the secrets unravels, revealing roots far deeper than she ever imagined.
Ver másRhea’s POV “It means,” Eryx said evenly, “that the transformation is not gentle. It will demand her entire system. Her organs, her wolf, her bloodline. If her physical strength does not match the spiritual escalation, it will rupture her from within.” Alpha Malric moved so fast I barely registered it. His hand closed around Eryx’s throat, forcing him back against the iron restraint. The chains rattled violently. “You will choose your words carefully,” Alpha Malric said, his voice low and lethal. Eryx did not retract the statement. “The choice is hers. I will not lie to secure her cooperation.” My body felt split down the center. Terror coiled in my stomach, thick and suffocating. At the same time, something inside me burned brighter. Freye’s face appeared in my mind again, not fragile this time, but laughing and alive. I inhaled slowly, trying to steady the shaking in my hands. My palms were damp. My heart would not slow. “If I do this,” I asked, forcing the words through trem
Rhea’s POV “There are things I still cannot tell you,” Eryx said evenly. Eryx straightened slowly despite the chains biting into his wrists, and though Alpha Malric still stood close enough to snap his neck if he so desired, there was something unnervingly composed about him. “You will tell me everything that concerns my territory,” Alpha Malric replied, his voice smooth and controlled, but there was steel beneath it. “You are in no position to ration truth.” Eryx’s gaze shifted briefly to him before returning to me. “My roots. The pack I come from, I cannot name it.” Lyria let out a sharp breath, rolling her eyes. “How convenient.” “It is not convenience,” Eryx answered. “It is survival. Most of my pack is extinct. The rest of us exist in fragments. We are spoken of in old records and dismissed as folklore. Naming us invites attention we do not wish to draw.” Alpha Malric’s eyes narrowed slightly. He began to circle Eryx slowly, like a predator assessing prey that may
Rhea’s POVThe cold didn’t bother me half as much as the silence between us.My confession still clung to my skin like the rainwater soaking through my dress. Every word I had said in the garden felt exposed now, hovering somewhere between Alpha Malric and me, raw and unfiltered. I had admitted I chased luxury. That I chose survival over dignity. That I saw Theon as a doorway instead of a man. Even though Alpha Malric had not judged me, even though he had called it bravery, the shame had not vanished. It simply settled quieter, heavier.Lyria walked ahead of us, her stride brisk, but I could tell she was listening. She had seen us standing too close in the garden. She had noticed the tension. Lyria missed very little.“You both look like you tried to drown each other,” she muttered, glancing back at us as we turned into the stone corridor leading to the holding wing. “Should I be concerned?”“I’m fine,” I answered too quickly.Alpha Malric’s voice followed, lower, smoother. “Focus on
Alpha Malric’s POV“I schemed the whole thing.”She said it like a confession and a challenge at the same time, lifting her chin slightly as though daring me to judge her for it. I did not speak. I simply watched her. The rain softened to a steady curtain around us, and even before she continued, I could feel it. The shame. It rolled off her in quiet waves, subtle but unmistakable, like heat rising from scorched ground.“I know it will come as a shocker,” she went on, inhaling slowly. “But when I was living on the streets, when I had nothing, when hope was just a stupid word people with full stomachs liked to preach, I started wandering into the elite districts on purpose. I would walk those polished streets like I belonged there. I would observe.”Her mouth curved faintly, but there was tension in it.“No one wanted anything to do with a stray,” she said. “But I knew one thing. I was a very beautiful woman.”Despite the heaviness of the night, I almost smiled. “You are.”She rolled h
Rhea’s POV“I said get the fuck away from me!”Alpha Malric’s roar tore through the hall like a physical force. The walls shuddered. Dust fell from the beams. The rune chains binding him rattled violently as his body strained against them.“Stay away, Rhea,” he thundered, voice breaking into someth
Rhea’s POV The first scream didn't sound real.It cut through the celebration like torn silk, too sharp, too sudden, and for a strange suspended second nobody reacted because joy was not supposed to break that fast. The drums were still beating. Someone was still laughing near the fire pits. A pup
Rhea’s POV“Never, that’s impossible!”Alpha Malric turned his back to me as if even looking at me had become a violation. His shoulders were rigid with strain, his jaw set hard enough to crack stone. The fading glow of the curse marks still burned across his skin, but his control had returned just
Rhea’s POV“No. You don’t want that. You do not want to know. You’d wish you never asked.”His voice came out strained, like each word dragged across broken glass. He turned his face away from me, jaw tight, shoulders rigid, as if even looking at me made the truth harder to contain. I saw the way h






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