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The Wolf That Shouldn’t Exist

作者: Titan
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-25 20:07:40
NIKOLAI

We did it again. And again. And AGAIN.

By the time dawn dragged its pink light across the frost-laced sky, my body was ruined. Unmarked, bruises gone, skin whole, but the ghost of his mouth lingered everywhere.

The bed was shredded, sheets clinging with sweat, blood, and everything else we spent through the night. My thighs stuck together, tacky with the mess of us.

He didn’t take lightly. He never did.

I was still hard, still thrumming with the kind of hunger that didn’t burn out, not even after hours of drowning in it. His seed still hot inside me, his taste still on my tongue, but it wasn’t enough. With him, it never was.

He cleaned me like he always had, with that same quiet devotion that never fit the monster he was.

Reverent hands, slow and steady, as if the destruction hadn’t come from him.

I lay there, watching him through half-lidded eyes as he wiped the blood from my ribs, traced his lips along my jaw as though he could erase the proof he’d carved there. A man who cou
Titan

Well… looks like our sweet little wolf is packing a bloodline that was supposed to stay six feet under. Oops. 🌙✨ Zaq’s out here giving history lessons, Nik’s chewing on existential dread, and you—you lucky reader—are front row to the mess that’s about to explode. Now, before I crawl back into my writing cave, do me a favor: Like, share, and drop a comment—your theories keep me alive (and slightly unhinged). 🩸🐺 -TITAN

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    My chest tightened. Ezron. The name was both wound and memory. That land had taken everything from me—brothers, crown, half my soul. I’d clawed my way out of that darkness with blood on my hands and Nikolai in my arms.And now this wolf wanted to drag us back.He leaned closer again, eyes burning brighter as his thoughts brushed mine.“You’ll never lose us, Knox,” he murmured, voice threading through my mind as much as my ears.“Then why?” I rasped, my breath catching as his knee pressed harder between my legs. “We’re not ready for another war, Konstyn.”He leaned closer, breath hot against my jaw, his fingers threading into my hair. “Who said there has to be another war?”The silence that followed wasn’t peaceful. It was the calm before a storm—the kind that breaks kingdoms.And as his breath brushed my throat again, I realized something chilling.Konstyn wasn’t just after blood.He was after fate.Konstyn’s finger found my lips before I could even breathe a word.His grip shifted —

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    The beast beneath my skin surged, every instinct burning with the need to claim what was mine.He didn’t fight back. He never did when I was like this. Instead, his eyes softened. The gold in them brightened, swirling like sunlight cutting through storm clouds. His hand slid to my waist, grounding me, taming me the way only he could.“It’s not sharing. I’m yours, Zaqriel. As you are mine.”My chest ached. The words hit something deep, something I’d locked away long ago. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to let that be enough. “But?” He hesitated, his thumb brushing the edge of my belt, barely there, but enough to undo me. “But I’m an Alpha. And I have to think of our pack’s safety too.”Our pack.Every time he said it that way, something in me softened—an ache buried so deep I’d forgotten it could still bleed. It started as nothing more than tolerance for his wolves. But over time, those wolves stopped being his. They’d become ours. MINE to protect. MINE to bleed for.And I’d kill—o

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  • The Hybrid, The Prince, & I   What I Swore Never to Speak- II

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    KEIRAI shouldn’t feel it. Not from him. Not from the man who stole my freedom and carved his name into my nightmares. But the second he spoke, his voice detonated through me—low, deep, vibrating at the base of my spine like it owned me. I felt it in my throat. In my fingertips. In the delicious pit of me that should’ve been curdling with bile. Instead, it hollowed, a cavern begging to be filled.I hated him more for it.“I believe you’d like to know why I brought you here,” he leaned back in that throne of his like a king who knew kingdoms would burn just to kneel at his boots.“Wow.” My lips curled before my mind caught up. “Thanks for stating the obvious. You kidnapped me, stuck needles in me like some… I don’t know, lab rat? But sure. Let’s pretend I’m dying to know what’s going on in that monster brain of yours.”Behind me, Yelena sighed like she was watching a toddler toss knives.Nikolai didn’t blink. “Then shut your mouth and listen.”And I did. Barely.Because the bastard ha

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