LOGINBorn wolfless and branded a sinner, I was Bisclaveret pack’s greatest disgrace. They feared me for only two nights every month; when I lost control and went feral, the beast inside me slaughtering without mercy. It wasn’t my fault. It was my curse. A curse only my mate could tame. But my mate, Alpha Kestrel, hated me and rejected me. Instead, he marked my stepsister, Adira, as his Luna, leaving me to rot as a maid, a worthless monsterous Omega, only seeking me out when his body ached for what only I could give. And still, my curse raged on. Betrayed and discarded, I was sold to Kestrel’s greatest enemy, Alpha Thor—a ruthless, blood shedding Alpha, whose command is next to the Lycan King's. He expected a broken Omega, a powerless servant, until he witnessed my darkest truth. On the fifteenth lunar month, my beast broke free, and instead of being hated or killed, Thor offered me a deal: to be his, to serve him, and in return, he would keep me sane. But fate is cruel. When Kestrel returns, begging for what he once threw away, I am torn between two ruthless Alphas. Bound by an unbreakable oath, hunted by my past, and cursed by fate, I must decide whether to break my promise or lose myself forever.
View MoreTHORStepping into my mansion, I could feel the familiar rhythm of Woodhound settling around me.Servants moved through the corridors, security personnel maintained their positions, and business went on as normal. Everything appeared to be in order.At least, on the surface.My mind was still occupied by the conversation I'd had with Maddox at the Lythrion Spire. The information he'd shared had been troubling enough, but the decision to move the Alpha Ball forward had made matters considerably worse.Two weeks.That was all the time I had to investigate a situation that could potentially destabilise several packs.I loosened the collar of my shirt as I made my way towards my office. I'd barely had time to settle in before deciding that I needed to speak with Deucalion.There was no point delaying what needed to be done. I reached out to him through the mind-link."Where are you?""On my way to your office, Alpha. I was informed you had returned.""Good. I'm waiting."A few minutes lat
DEXTERAI really did try my best.But somewhere between one failed attempt and another, my attention began to wander.I glanced toward the entrance to the training grounds. Then I looked away, telling myself it was nothing.A few minutes later, I found myself looking in the same direction again.It was only then that I realised what had been bothering me.Deucalion wasn't there.Yesterday, he'd spent a considerable amount of time watching me train. Even when he wasn't directly involved, I had been aware of his presence, sometimes catching him staring before he quickly looked away.Today, however, there was no sign of him.He had clearly stated that Thor asked him to watch over Freya and me, yet he was absent.A part of me figured deep down that he might be avoiding me.My mind drifted back to our last conversation, particularly the way I'd spoken to him. I had been unnecessarily harsh, telling him to mind his business and do nothing beyond watching over me as Thor had instructed.The
DEXTERAWith the way Freya spoke, it dawned on me that she wasn't joking.Yet, my muscles seemed to ache even more at the thought of running. The soreness from yesterday had settled deep into my body, and I was already struggling to move without wincing. Ten laps would be nothing short of torture."Freya, I trained yesterday," I reminded her. "Intensively, might I add. I'm still sore.""And?"I blinked. "And my entire body feels like it's been dragged through hell.""Then I suggest you get acquainted with hell. You seem determined to survive in this world, and survival isn't always comfortable."I inhaled slowly through my nose.There were several things I wanted to say to her, but none of them would have improved my situation.For one, I wanted to remind her that I hadn't volunteered to be subjected to military-style punishment every time she woke up in a bad mood. For another, I wanted to ask whether she had any idea what the word recovery meant.Instead, I clenched my teeth and lo
DEXTERAPain woke me before the sun did.It was everywhere.My arms. My legs. My fingers. Even the joints I had never thought twice about before seemed to ache with a deep, throbbing pain, as though someone had spent the entire night twisting them one by one.I sucked in a sharp breath and tried to move.Bad idea. A bolt of pain shot from my shoulder down to my fingertips.I froze. For a few seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to understand what was happening.Yesterday, I was fine. Well...fine enough compared to how I awoke.I slowly flexed my fingers. They trembled. Then I bent one knee. The ache in my joints intensified.“What the hell...?” My voice came out hoarse.I pushed myself up on my elbows, and another wave of pain rolled through my body. My muscles felt heavy, sore, almost bruised from the inside.All these, I knew were as a result of the intense training Freya put me through the previous day.Judging by the way my body was screaming with every move
DEXTERA The same maid who had brought me the uniform earlier returned to my side as soon as Sansa left for some duty. She had a blank expression on her face as usual. Is it some kind of rule not to smile here? Ever since I arrived, I haven't seen anyone smile.“The Alpha needs his maid.” Her word
DEXTERAGood goddess.Being around the Alpha is hell.Every second spent in his mansion was like walking a tightrope over fire. While getting him dressed, my fingers shook terribly, terrified of brushing too much skin, too little fabric, or offending him in any unforgivable way.Not knowing him wel
DEXTERA The room Sansa offered me wasn’t big—just a box-shaped space with the barest essentials a room could have. A bed, a tiny table, a worn-out stool. A small window.“This is where you’ll be staying,” Sansa said, her eyes raking over me one last time. “Rest for a while. Your first set of chore
DEXTERAI shook my head, unable to comprehend the whole thing. Is this some kind of drama?Adding to my dismay, he uttered with the deepest of masculine voices I've ever heard. “Get ready. Someone will come show you where you'll be staying.”I wanted to hold him down, ask him more questions of how






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