Masuk“You were never supposed to exist.” Those are the last words Aeris hears before he’s dragged into the forbidden forest to die. Born scentless and wolfless, beaten by his own pack, and blamed for every misfortune, Aeris has spent his life as a cursed shadow. Until one deadly night forces him into the woods… and into the arms of the most feared Alpha alive. Killian of the Seven Territories is a monster whispered about in every pack,merciless, unmatched, untouchable. But the moment he lays eyes on the broken boy bleeding in his forest… something ancient awakens. A bond. A spark. A mate-pull that should be impossible. And when Killian touches Aeris, his wounds heal. But Aeris carries more than scars. He carries a prophecy. A prophecy older than wolves themselves,one that marks him as the omega who should not exist, the key to ending every shifter’s power forever. Hunters are already closing in, sent by the Council to kill him before he awakens. Killian should turn away. Reject him. Let him die. Instead, he bares his claws at the world and whispers: “Let them come. I protect what’s mine.” Now a ruthless Alpha and a shattered omega must survive assassins, ancient magic, and a destiny written in blood. Because something inside Aeris is stirring,something brighter, darker, and more powerful than any wolf. If it wakes… the entire shifter world will fall. And the only thing more dangerous than the prophecy is the way Killian looks at him like he’s worth saving.
Lihat lebih banyakPain woke Aeris. Not the old familiar ache. This was sharper,flames racing up his arms, burning deep inside. He tried to shift but couldn’t. His arms were pinned down. His legs too. “What” His voice cracked, rough and weak. “Don’t struggle.” Killian’s voice, close. But Aeris couldn’t see him. He forced his eyes open. The world blurred, then sharpened. He lay on the dirt amid temple ruins. Glowing marks traced his skin like fiery chains, holding him tight. “Killian?” Panic rose in his throat. “What’s happening?” “The marks appeared after you passed out.” Killian knelt beside him, face pale and tired. “They trapped you. I can’t break them.” Aeris pulled against them. The marks flared brighter. Pain ripped through his chest. He stopped, gasping. “I told you,” Killian said. His hand hovered near Aeris’s face, afraid to touch. “Every move makes it worse.” “Why are they here?” “Someone triggered them from afar. To wake you. To keep you conscious for what’s next
The room shook. Light burst from Aeris,wild, sharp, out of control. Stone cracked. Walls trembled. Dust fell like rain. “Aeris!” Killian lunged forward. A sudden blast threw him back. He hit a pillar hard, gasping for air. Aeris screamed,a raw, tearing sound that filled the temple like shattered glass. He floated upward, held by pure power. “Make it stop!” Aeris’s voice was strange, layered and distorted. “Please!” Killian pushed to his feet. Blood dripped from a cut on his forehead. “I don’t know how!” Aeris glowed like sunlight breaking through a storm. The bond in Killian’s chest tightened, sharp as bone breaking. He gasped and fell to his knees. He felt the pain too, deep inside. “Aeris, listen!” Killian crawled closer as stones fell around him. “Fight! Take control!” “I can’t!” Aeris cried, tears streaming. “It’s tearing me apart!” The power surged again. Cracks spread across the floor and walls. The temple was falling. Killian pushed through the p
“We can’t stay here.” Killian helped Aeris to his feet. The hunters lay dead nearby, still and silent. “Where are we going?” Aeris’s legs trembled. The glow under his skin was gone, but he could still feel something waiting inside him. “Somewhere safer. Where the Council’s hunters won’t find us.” Killian wrapped an arm around Aeris’s waist to steady him. “Can you walk?” “I think so.” “Good. We move fast.” They ran through the trees. Aeris was slow, but Killian never left his side or loosened his grip. The bond between them hummed,a steady, second heartbeat. At last, the trees opened into a clearing filled with ruins. Old stone pillars wrapped in vines. Crumbling walls. A broken archway leading nowhere. “What is this place?” Aeris whispered. “An ancient temple. Older than packs, older than territories.” Killian guided him under the arch. “The magic here hides us. It blocks tracking spells.” Inside, it was less ruined. Part of the roof still stood. Moonlight shone
Suddenly, hands covered Aeris’s mouth before he could scream. He was pulled back, his feet lifting off the ground. “Got him!” a rough voice hissed close to his ear. “Move now!” Aeris fought hard, biting and kicking, but another pair of hands grabbed his legs. They dragged him through the doorway and into the dark night. “Stop struggling,” a voice sneered. “You’re only making it worse.” He was thrown onto the ground. Stones dug into his back. Roots scraped his skin. The hand over his mouth squeezed tighter. Where was Killian? Was their bond broken? Was Killian even alive? “Hurry!” a third voice called from the trees. “The Alpha will know soon.” “Let him know. We’ll be long gone before that.” They ran through the woods. Thorns scratched Aeris’s arms. Branches whipped his face. His shirt tore. Fresh blood bloomed on his skin. Finally, they stopped and dumped him hard on the earth. Above him stood three dark shapes in the moonlight. Wolves. But not from his old pac
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