"End her, and burn her body." Those words rolled off cruelly from the tongue of my destined one-MY MATE. He stole my innocence, rejected me, stabbed me, and ordered me to be killed on our wedding night. I lost my wolf, left in a cruel realm to bear the pain alone... But my life took a twist that night-a twist that dragged me into the worst hell possible. One moment, I was the heir to my pack, and the next-I was a slave to the ruthless Lycan King, who was on the brink of losing his mind... Cold. Deadly. Unforgiving. His presence was hell itself. His name a whisper of terror. _He swore I was his, craved by his beast; to satisfy even if it breaks me_ Now, trapped in his dominant world, I must survive the dark clutches of the King who had me wrapped around his finger. However, within these dark reality, lies a primal fate....
View More'To ascend your father's throne, you need to have a mate. You're to marry him, then we'll crown you as the Luna of the pack.'
Arianna’s eyelids fluttered open, the elder’s words echoing in her mind. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, the makeup artist having done a flawless job. Clad in the most beautiful white gown she had ever seen, Arianna couldn’t help but feel a wave of nervousness wash over her. It was her wedding day. Her parents had died two years ago, devastating both her and the pack. With no male heir, Arianna, as the eldest daughter, was chosen to lead. But to be crowned, she had to marry. They believed it would strengthen the pack. Last year, on her twentieth birthday, the ball ceremony had been held, under the full moon. It was a grand event where wolves met their destined mates. Arianna remembered standing nervously in the corner, watching the scenes unfold. Then, suddenly, she caught a scent—strong, intoxicating, and utterly overwhelming. It melted her completely, prompting her eyes to search the space frantically. When she spun around, her gaze locked with his. He stood tall and handsome, his smile making her heart race. As he approached, Arianna’s lips parted in awe, her wolf purring in satisfaction. He kissed the back of her hand and whispered that single, powerful word. “Mate.” His name was Kael Fangton, the son of Dirus, one of her father’s most trusted men who had died in battle. Dirus had been known for his loyalty and skill, and Kael seemed to have inherited those traits. Arianna had researched Kael thoroughly, and even the elders had supported the idea of him ruling by her side. Their love grew, heart connected and all that was left was marriage. Taking a deep breath, a smile formed on her lips, she just couldn't wait to be Kael's official bride. He will be her Alpha consort and everything will be in place. “Aria!” A small voice echoed through the hall. Arianna turned to see her younger sister, Lylah, rushing toward her, her face filled with concern. “You’re really going to marry him?” Lylah asked, her tone sharp. A displeasing look on her face. Arianna sighed. “Not this again, Lylah. Kael is a good man, and I love him—” “I’m not talking about your feelings. I’m talking about you listening to the elders. They are deceivers and you knew it. It's barely a year since you knew Kael, you don't need to rush this...” Lylah, at seventeen years old, was sharp and stubborn. She had always disliked Kael and hated the elders’ insistence that Arianna married before ascending to the throne. “I know the elders can be manipulative, but the Moon Goddess chose Kael as my mate for a reason. He’ll rule beside me,” Arianna replied firmly, leaving no room for argument. Sighing, she leaned, holding Lylah by her shoulder, her voice softened. "I know you are worried. I know things are happening too fast but, the dominant position cannot be empty for long. You have to trust me." Lylah finally nodded. With a smile, Arianna walked past her sister, heading toward the designated hall where everyone was waiting. “Lady Arianna Greystone, do you accept Kael as your mate and husband to stand beside you as you lead the Ravenwood pack to protect and cherish as long as the moon shines above?” the elder asked. Arianna swallowed the lump in her throat nervously, but when she felt Kael’s fingers gently caress the back of her hand, and she smiled. Her heart fluttering. “I do,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. The elder turned to Kael. “Kael, do you accept Arianna as your mate and wife to stand beside her as she leads the Ravenwood pack to protect and cherish her as long as the moon shines above?” Kael’s response was swift and steady. “I do.” Lylah watched in protest. “By the light of the moon and the will of the pack, you are now bound as mates and leaders. May your bond be strong, and may your rule bring prosperity to us,” Elder Rowan intoned. The hall erupted into cheers and howls as Kael claimed Arianna’s lips in a tender kiss, a symbol of their union. •••••••• Later that night, Kael gave Arianna a final thrust, their bodies slick with sweat, the scent of intimacy filling the air. As he released her, Arianna felt the cold air hit her skin, and she pulled the duvet over her body, watching Kael stood and began to dress. “You didn’t mark me,” Arianna whispered, slipping into her nightgown. Kael turned to her, his expression unreadable. “Do I have to?” he asked, his voice cold and distant. Arianna frowned, confused by the sudden change in his demeanor. “What do you mean? You’re my husband, and I’ve just given you my body.” Kael chuckled darkly, the sound sending a chill down Arianna’s spine. "What was that?" Confusion swirling in her gaze. “You still don’t get it, do you, Arianna? I’ve never met anyone as naive as you," he glanced over his shoulder, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Easy to deceive. On second thought, the moon goddess made it easy by tying us together." Arianna’s heart sank, his words cutting deep like a dagger. Her mouth hung open, unable to utter a word. What was he saying?! Is this some kind of a prank? His voice broke her though confusion as he continued, “My father, Dirus, fought alongside your father, Alpha Thane, for years. And yet, he was betrayed. I was there when your father beheaded mine for a crime he didn’t commit. I watched from the woods, crying my heart out." Arianna noticed his fist clenched at the side. "Then Alpha Thane returned to the pack and lied, saying my father died in battle.” “What are you talking about?” Arianna muttered. What dies he mean her father killed his? Kael’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “You know exactly who your father was, Arianna. Should I remind you of how beastly he was?” “My father was not a beast, and you will not speak ill of him,” Arianna snapped, her eyes blazed. Her father had been a strict ruler, but he had loved his people. Everything Kael was saying felt like a lie. "Kael?" she called he remained silent, staring into space with a look that made her feel so uneasy. “The pack needs a real leader, Arianna. And that’s not you.” Before she could react, two hefty guards entered the room. Arianna’s heart raced as she scrambled out of bed, unsure of what Kael was planning. “What are you...?” Her voice trailed off as Kael spun her around and plunged a dagger deep into her stomach, his eyes cold and merciless. Blood spilled from Arianna’s lips, her vision blurring with tears as she gasped in pain. This wasn’t the Kael she had fallen in love with. This was a stranger. A monster. “I, Kael, son of Dirus, reject you, Arianna, daughter of Thane, as my mate,” he whispered, and Arianna’s wolf howled in agony. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart. “Accept it,” he growled, his voice devoid of compassion. No. The pain was unbearable. Arianna shook her head, tears streaming down her face. She cried out as Kael twisted the dagger deeper into her flesh, and her hands instinctively gripped his arms. Her blood pooled on the floor as Its metallic scent filling the air. “Accept it!” he roared, his eyes filled with hatred and disgust. “I... accept your rejection,” she gasped, the words ripping through her soul. The pain was excruciating, like a thousand knives piercing her heart. Kael made it worse by yanking the dagger out, the sickening tear of her skin echoed. Arianna collapsed to the floor, her body trembling. Her pooled the floor, soaking her nightdress, her breath came in a ragged gasp. The dagger had been coated with wolfsbane and poisonous, preventing her from healing. Her wolf howled in pain, retreating into hibernation, unable to bear the cruelty of the rejection. “I hope you understand, Arianna. I had no choice. The pack needs a better ruler,” Kael muttered coldly before turning to the guards. “End her and burn the body.”Brigid stumbled back, paled. This is bad.This is really bad.She froze at the sound of footsteps. Shit. Didn’t that damn mage stop the soldiers?She looked at Arianna’s pale face. The news had been so much to take it, she was worried how devastating Arianna must be right now.They couldn’t let those soldiers see her like this. Brigid quickly turned to distract them.They had just passed the second gate when they saw her approaching"Stop right there."The soldiers obeyed but frowned."You’re not going in there."Silence.They scoffed. "We are high ranked soldiers. Ones who solely follow Lord Valoreth’s orders. Just because you’re the Queen doesn’t mean you can stop us."Brigid glanced down at their yellow badges. They were indeed Valoreth’s men. Strong scent. Lycans."The coffin is... shaking. Whatever is inside it is dangerous. The king's beast.""That’s why we’re heading there. We are Lycan soldiers, Your Majesty."Brigid swallowed. Arianna needed more time in there. ____Arianna
Finally, the ritual was over. Sahrak cleared his throat, gently glancing over his shoulder."It's done. The magic on the shackles is gone now, and it can be broken with just force."With speed, Arianna appeared before him and pinned him against the wall, fire engulfing and floating in her other hand."The first time I saw you, you gave me a womb destroyal poison to end my child. Gave me Beeswax for my lips, to poison my mate. You helped Valoreth, stayed with him while my world collapsed. So why?" She tilted her head, eyes blazing. "Why are you suddenly listening to me? I honestly thought you would’ve shouted out my presence to those bastards. But you didn’t... You didn’t fight back either, despite being a powerful mage."Sahrak sucked in a deep breath. "You carry the trace of a deity’s power. It would be a death wish to go against you."Arianna scoffed. "Sounds like a joke to me. I don’t trust you."Brigid stared, wondering what shocked her the most — that Arianna was pregnant seven y
~~Lunaris Citedal.~~Arianna didn’t let go of Brigid’s hand. Not even once.Hours had passed. Brigid was quiet now, lost as she sat on the floor while the mage continued the ritual.Toran’s lifeless body was wrapped from head to toe.“He doesn’t deserve you, Brigid,” Arianna whispered, and she slowly turned her head to her.“I know,” she whispered. A tear rolled down her cheek. “I just... I just couldn’t take it in. He took me in when I needed someone the most... and I just couldn’t see the cracks. He hurt me so much, and I just can’t stop my heart from beating for him. It’s wild... I feel so trapped. And I feel so stupid for that.”Brigid lowered her head, shame washing over her face.“Well, I’m not sorry for doing this. But I hope you find the one who truly deserves you.”“Thanks for... helping me through this,” Brigid shook her head. “I hope you’ll forgive me, Aria. I’ve wronged you in so many ways. I really hope you do.”Arianna gave a small nod.Brigid let out a shaky breath of r
Oh yes, she does.Wasn't just going to say it loud.She stayed quiet, forcing her gaze to meet his."Say it, Lylah," he collared her neck, raised her so their breath mingled. "Tell me you like what you see."His second hand gripped one thigh up, resting it on his shoulder. Then slid down to his length, to position it at her entrance. The head teased her, moving up and down, rubbing her slick, wet folds in the most torturous way.Her pulse caught fire."Yes... I do, very much," plea etched in her voice. "Please, Lucas… I need you.""How much?" "So damn much. Fill me up."And he did.Slamming right into her walls with a hard, deep thrust.Lylah screamed, pleasure and pain mixing so well. His mouth took hers wildly, his groan vibrating her throat. His cock striking into her core was primal. Addictive. Vicious.And just like that sinful night that had ingrained her mind, her soul—her body took it like sin."Fuck!" he cursed. "Look at the way you're taking all of it. The way your walls ar
Lylah held his gaze for a little longer. Her throat thick. Then she slowly let go, letting the cloak slide down her shoulder and drop silently to the floor.He stilled, eyes roaming over the dark ink that kept her scars hidden. Even at that, one could still see them—the way they wickedly ran across her arms.Lylah didn't stop. She reached for the rope that held her tunic. Let it loose. Her trouser came next.Each scar tells its story. The survival of the barricades that bound her, and the blood, screams, and deaths in the arena.She was left with just a bind on her breasts and a thin fabric that covered her already damp most intimate part.Slowly, she met his gaze. Those crimson eyes were slowly turning into gold.She recalled when Arianna saw all of it. Her sister had cried, blaming herself, apologized, and pulled her into a hug—promising to fix everything.She bit her lips, averting her gaze to the floor. “They are ugly… aren't they?” she whispered.“No, they are not,” he said quick
When her bloodline was first exposed, Selene had once talked about Brigid. The head maid was worried that the girl she took in as a daughter might be facing some challenges.“Brigid has always been the type to stay away from people. Stubborn but soft-hearted. Ever since her parents died, she’s hardly been able to get used to people. Hardly likes or lives, but once she does—she gets obsessed.”Even though Arianna had been mad about what Brigid did, for Selene's sake, she slightly understood her.Soft clicks echoed as Arianna’s boots stopped in front of the sobbing Brigid, who had her hands clamped over her ears.Nyra's words echoed in her head. Perhaps by doing this, it would set Brigid free from the cruel chain she called love and teach her to live again. That is, if she ever healed—something that might be the hardest thing to do.She had been there. Had loved wrong before. Blind to see the cracks, even when they were slightly obvious.Arianna outstretched a hand to Brigid, who slowly
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