FAZER LOGINNyra Lopez is the first female Alpha to fight for her claim. A woman, an Alpha? The Council mocked her. But her father’s last words burned into her soul— “Protect them, Nyra. Be the Alpha they deserve.” She was ready to fight the world for her pack. What she wasn’t ready for… was him. Ethan Cross. A human. A wolf-hunter. Her fated mate. A man whose hatred for her kind burns hotter than fire— and yet, whose touch sets her soul ablaze. He was supposed to fear her. She was supposed to hate him. Instead, he looked at her with fire, questioned her command, and touched her like no man ever dared. But when secrets unravel, Nyra learns Ethan is more than just a human, and her own uncle—the Alpha who raised her—would rather see them both dead than let the prophecy come true. Now Nyra must make an impossible choice: Her mate… or her throne?
Ver mais~NYRA~ “Where is that fucking mutt?!” It doesn’t sound like a voice—it hits, a brutal strike straight to the skull. My step falters, just half a beat, but it’s enough. The Alpha command tears through me, raw and merciless, sinking into bone, demanding obedience before thought can even form. My jaw locks. Behind me, Ethan shifts. He didn’t hear it, but he felt it. Everyone did. The corridor has gone too still, the kind of silence that presses against your ears. Omegas straighten as I pass, eyes dropping instantly, but I catch it—resentment buried under fear. I stop at the office door, my hand hovering for a fraction of a second—not hesitation, calculation—before I knock once and push it open as the door slams against the wall. He’s already on his feet, my uncle doesn’t sit when he’s angry. His presence fills the room before his voice does, thick and suffocating, like the air’s been stripped of oxygen. “Finally.” The word cracks like a whip as his gaze slices past me and lo
~NYRA~ I wake up still. Not burning. Not shaking. Just… still. For a second, I don’t move. I wait for it—for the heat, the pull, that sharp, crawling need to come back and drag me under again. It doesn’t. My breath leaves me slower this time, controlled, and I sit up, testing it. My body answers the way it should—tight, steady, mine. “Goddess,” I exhale and sit up straight, rolling my shoulders once, forcing the stiffness out before it settles, it pulls in places I ignore and move past, the room is empty, no trace of him. Everything else looks normal—and that pisses me off more than it should. I stand, fixing my clothes fast, not stopping, the fabric drags and I shove it off as I reach the door and grab the handle, holding it tight for a second. He’ll say something—throw it in my fucking face, call me pathetic, brag about the favor he did. No. If he wants to stay alive, he’ll keep his mouth shut. Else I’ll make him. I open the door and step into the hallway, f
~NYRA~ “Touch me.” The words leave my mouth before I can stop them. My chest tightens the second they’re out—sharp, choking— No. It hurts. Not just the heat. Not just this want. It starts lower—tight, coiled—and then it twists. The pain folds in on itself, restless, alive, like something trapped under my skin trying to claw free. Every breath drags it tighter, every shift makes it worse—too much, too raw, too there. My body doesn’t feel like mine. It feels— Wrong. I curl into the sheets, fingers digging into the fabric, trying to ground myself in something—anything—but even that betrays me. The friction sends a shiver up my spine, heat flaring hotter, turning into something unbearable. “Ah—!” My back arches off the bed, fingers clawing into his wrist, knuckles whitening as something twists hard inside me. My thighs press together on instinct, trying—failing—to ease the pressure building under my skin. It only makes it worse. Everything’s too sensitive—too sh
~ETHAN~ Her hands shoot up, clutching my collar. Then her lips crash against mine—hot, sudden and desperate. For a second, I don’t move. My body locks, every instinct misfiring under the sudden heat of her mouth, the way her fingers fist into my collar like she’s holding on to the only solid thing left. She’s burning. I feel it—through fabric, through skin—heat radiating off her in waves that hit me harder than they should. Her grip tightens on my collar, dragging me closer, her mouth pressing harder. My hand shifts—slides up her spine, pulling her in without thinking. And the realization hits like a crack through my bones. What is she doing? What am I doing? This—her kissing— I pull back instantly. Not far—just enough to break it, enough to drag in a breath that still tastes like her. A soft, broken whimper slips from her—low, unguarded— —and it hits me harder than the kiss ever did. It lands somewhere deep, raw, dragging something in my chest tight and wrong. “Nyra.” My
~ETHAN~ I freeze. Instinct takes over. The transmitter goes under the mattress in an instant, my hand snapping back just as the door swings open. Aaron stands there, suspicion darkening his features. For a heartbeat, neither of us moves. His gaze sweeps the room—slow, assessing, like he’s ma
~NYRA~ The door slams behind Knox, rattling the study walls. “Calm down,” I say, voice even. “Calm down?” His laugh is bitter, almost broken. “You’re asking me to fucking calm down, Nyra?” He steps forward, boots heavy against the wood. “He fucking raised his hand on you!” His growl echo
~NYRA~ “You need to train him.” The blade stills in my hand. Dust hangs in the air, sunlight cutting through it in burning slants, flashing off the steel. ‘You’re joking’, I say through the link. He doesn’t move, not even a slight moment of his eyes. I release the hold and step back, lowering
~NYRA~ Satisfaction hums beneath my skin as I walk out of the dungeon, the cold stone still clinging to my clothes, the metallic scent of blood and rust trailing behind me. His defiance cracked. Not fully—just enough to show the fracture beneath. And that—goddess help me—felt good. 'It wasn’









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