My wrists are pinned above my head, the mattress arching beneath me.
Warm lips crash against mine—hungry, claiming. I see nothing, only darkness; the world is pitch-black, yet every scorching touch brands my skin. His mouth trails from my lips to the curve of my throat, lower, leaving sparks that make me gasp. A gentle pressure parts my thighs. He slides closer—slow, steady—filling every lonely ache inside me. just as his cock fully enters me.Light erupts—like someone flung open the sun. I don't know with whom I'm having sex with so I jerk my head up, desperate to glimpse his face— —and snap awake, heart thundering. Total blackness. No lantern glow, no dawn bleed through a window—nothing. I blink hard. Still dark. A scream rips from my chest. “I can’t see!” Panic coils tight, squeezing every breath. Hands clasp mine—strong, steady, achingly warm. “What’s wrong, Wolfie?” Alpha Kyo’s voice wraps around me, low and calm. “Easy—breathe.” “I’m not seeing—everything’s dark!” I clutch him tighter, shaking so hard my teeth rattle. “Close your eyes,” he murmurs, tapping my temple. “Count to three. Then open slowly.” I obey—one… two… three—open. Ink-black void. “I still can’t see you,” I whisper, tears burning hot tracks down my cheeks. Kyo’s thumb brushes the wetness away. “It’s all right. I’ll get the healer.” His tone stays gentle, but tension thrums beneath every syllable. A sharp command leaves his lips; footsteps pound down the corridor. Alone in the silence, terror slithers through me. Last memory—shoving spoonful after spoonful of the food into my mouth, proving I’d never poisoned it… Glory’s triumphant smile glittering like a cobra’s hood. The witch in my previous dream. Now this dream—vision returned only when my mate have sex with me in that impossible sunburst. Alpha Kael though I didn't see him. He hated me. How could I ever break the spell if the cure demanded a bond he’d already shredded? A sob claws out of my throat. Kyo squeezes my fingers. “Wolfie, I’m here. Don’t drown in fear yet.” The healer bustles in, tools clinking like anxious wind chimes. “Alpha, forgive me.” Cool fingers pry my eyelids, beams of light stab where sight should bloom. I feel every test—see none of it. Minutes stretch. Finally, the healer clears his throat. “Physically, her eyes are perfect—pupils responsive, optic nerves intact. Something unseen, likely residual magic, blocks the signal.” “So she is blind,” Kyo growls, a dangerous rumble. “Temporarily, I hope,” the healer answers. “I’ll brew cleansing tonics, charms against hexfire.” When the door shuts, silence falls thick and suffocating. Kyo exhales, a frustrated hiss. “You swear you can’t see anything? Not even shadows?” “Nothing.” My voice quavers. “Why—do you think I’m lying?” “No,” he says quickly, then softer. “I’m trying to map the danger.” His thumb rubs circles on my knuckles, grounding, reluctant to let go. “I… I only ate the food,” I whisper, shaking. “That’s all.” “Who gave it to you?” “I don’t know. I—I found the tray of food in the room.” If I’d listened to my father—rejected every Alpha, hidden away—none of this would’ve happened. “Don’t blame yourself,” Kyo orders, as if he can read the shame dripping from my thoughts. “We’ll trace the poisoner.” My chest tightens—because I believe him. Alpha Kyo, the feared Wolf-King, keeps his promises. But belief can’t pierce the darkness shrouding me. He shifts on the bed, pulling me gently against his chest. Heartbeats thud in my ear, steady and sure. “Listen,” he says. “Even if your world is dark, mine isn’t. I’ll be your eyes until we fix this. Understood?” I nod against him, tears wetting his shirt. Yet doubts whisper: What if there is no fix? What if the cure is what I saw in my dream? What if Kael rejects me without mating with me? Would that mean I will remain blind forever? Then he asked me about my mother, and I told him she is not alive. I didn’t even know it was already 8 p.m.—that’s when he told me I had been unconscious for hours. “Give me some minutes,” he said before going out. A few minutes later… The door opened. I thought it was Alpha Kyo—until I heard Kael’s voice. “So I just heard from the doctor that you can’t see. What a lowless girl… blind now.” “I, Kael Blackmoon, Alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, reject you, Nyx James, as my mate and Luna of this pack. May the Moon Goddess sever this mistaken bond between us,” he said. I groaned, clutching my chest, a knife-stabbing pain slicing excruciatingly slow, like someone using a blunt knife to cut open my heart. The mate rejection… it’s here. I couldn’t deny it any longer. I was rejected. He rejected me—for her? I opened my mouth to accept the rejection… Then my dream hit me. He’s the solution that will make me regain my sight. How can I make that happen? I don’t want to be blind forever. Even if he doesn’t want me, I have to trick him into having sex with me before he does what he wants. I tried standing up, crying. “Please, Alpha Kael, don’t do this to me. As your fated mate from the Moon Goddess, please…” I stood, and the first person I held turned out to be Glory. She snapped, “Get your hands off me, you bitch.” I held her hand tighter. “Please, Glory, beg him. Let him accept me. I promise I won’t care if you’ll be with him. Please.” Glory pushed me, and I fell. Then I heard a slap sound and Kyo shouting, “How dare you push her!” That’s when I realized Alpha Kyo slapped Glory. “All of you, get out of here. I will come back to you as soon as I finish my findings.” Kyo helped me up, then carried me out and took me to another room. It seemed to be his room. He sat me down on the bed and started feeding me food. I accepted it without saying anything, as I was really hungry. He didn’t even ask me what happened that made me cry. “Stand up and go bathe. I will be the one to bathe you since you can’t see,” he said. “No, I can bathe.” “I insist—and I must,” he said, and without waiting for my response, he carried me. He lifted me easily, cradling me against his chest, and carried me to the bathing room. He lowered me into the large, empty tub. My clothes were soaked and heavy. He began to remove them. “Alpha, I will do it myself… or bathe me without removing the clothes.” But he didn’t listen. He removed the clothes completely, leaving only my bra and panties. I thought he would stop there—but he didn’t. He removed everything. I heard him let out a sharp gasp. He didn’t hesitate, though. He quickly filled the tub with warm water, and then, with surprising care, he began to wash me. His hands were firm but gentle as he cleansed the grime from my skin, his movements thorough and unhurried. The heat of the water was a comfort, and his silence was a strange reassurance in the quiet room. After the bath, he took me back to the room and dressed me. I talked and talked until I gave up—because he didn’t respond at all. I was still experiencing the pain of Alpha Kael’s rejection. And now Alpha Kyo—the one I hoped would help me beg Kael—was ignoring me. I waited for some minutes, but he still didn’t say anything. I couldn’t even hear any sound to show he was still in the room. So I lay down and covered myself with the blanket. That’s when I heard him climbing onto the bed, and he pulled my back closer to him. “So, why are you crying?” he asked. “Alpha Kael rejected me as his mate,” I said in a crying voice. Then I felt his hand under my clothes. Before I could react, his hand cupped my breast, holding it tightly. I tried everything to remove his hand from my breast—and his hold—but I couldn’t. Then I felt his cock hardening against my back. He started playing with my nipples, his nose against my neck. Then, with both hands, he continued fondling my breasts. “Ahhh… Alpha Kyo, stop it.” But he didn’t. Instead, he started licking my neck. I don’t know how, but I found myself shouting, “Leave me alone! I know you guys don’t care about anything else. You want to cheat on your wife—that’s a bad habit!” Then he pushed me away and said angrily, “How dare you talk to me in that manner?”Then I heard him drop from the bed.“How dare you say that to me? I’m not cheating on my wife,” he choked out, voice splintering. A wet, broken sound slipped between his teeth—Alpha Kyo was crying.Guilt slammed through me. I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off.“Shut up… shut up.”Glass shattered behind the command. Something—maybe a lamp—hit the wall and exploded into shards.“Shut up,” he sobbed again, each repetition more ragged than the last.“Please, I’m sorry. I didn’t mea—”“I said you should shut up!” The roar was feral, laced with grief. “If you talk again, I will end your life. You don’t know my story. If you did, you’d never have said that.”The door creaked open. A servant’s timid voice: “Hope all is—”A slap cracked through the room. “Leave this place.”The door slammed. Silence stretched for two heartbeats. Then Kyo’s voice broke again: “Shut up… shut up,” drenched in tears. Footsteps pounded away. The door slammed a second time, harder—shaking the hinges.And s
My wrists are pinned above my head, the mattress arching beneath me.Warm lips crash against mine—hungry, claiming.I see nothing, only darkness; the world is pitch-black, yet every scorching touch brands my skin.His mouth trails from my lips to the curve of my throat, lower, leaving sparks that make me gasp.A gentle pressure parts my thighs. He slides closer—slow, steady—filling every lonely ache inside me.just as his cock fully enters me.Light erupts—like someone flung open the sun.I don't know with whom I'm having sex with so I jerk my head up, desperate to glimpse his face——and snap awake, heart thundering.Total blackness.No lantern glow, no dawn bleed through a window—nothing.I blink hard. Still dark.A scream rips from my chest. “I can’t see!”Panic coils tight, squeezing every breath.Hands clasp mine—strong, steady, achingly warm.“What’s wrong, Wolfie?” Alpha Kyo’s voice wraps around me, low and calm. “Easy—breathe.”“I’m not seeing—everything’s dark!” I clutch him ti
At first, nothing happened.Just silence.The stares.The tremble in my fingers as I dropped the spoon back onto the plate.I looked at them — waiting for someone to say something. To accuse me again. To shout.Then it hit me.A sharp stab, deep in my gut — like claws tearing through my stomach.I gasped.My knees buckled.The room tilted sideways. My vision spun like a cyclone of light and shadow.I fell. Hard.The tray clattered beside me, food spilling like blood across the floor.Pain curled in my belly like a living thing. My hands clawed at the ground, desperate for air, for help, for someone to understand—But they only stared.Glory’s smirk widened from the shadows.“Nyx!” someone shouted, distant and muffled— like I was underwater.Then the world went black.*******Alpha Kyo’s POVThe morning air was sharp with frost as I returned from patrolling the Blackmoon perimeter.Something was off. I could smell it in the trees.Something magical.Are they using spells here?Thorax,
The broom slipped from my hand with a sharp clatter against the stone floor.There they were. Kael. Glory. My best friend. My mate.Entwined. Moaning. Groaning.On his bed.My knees threatened to give way. My lungs forgot how to breathe. I stumbled forward, rage surging in my chest, my fists clenched at my sides as I marched toward Glory."You lying snake!" I screamed, ready to strike her. "You slept with my mate!"But Kael grabbed my wrist before I could land the blow.“If you dare touch her," he growled, his grip like iron, "you’ll see what happens next.”Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of them. “You’re betraying our bond! You’re my mate — and she’s my friend! How could you do this to me?!”Kael’s eyes turned cold. “You could never be my mate. Not after what you did. Not after killing my brother.”My heart dropped like a stone into a bottomless pit.“I didn’t kill him…” My voice came out broken.Glory didn’t say a word. She didn’t even flinch. She just played wi
Alpha Kyo’s POVThere was something wrong with this pack.I felt it the moment I crossed their borders—the air was too thick, the wolves too silent. The kind of silence that hides blood under the floorboards. And Alpha Kael… he wore his smile like a mask, but I’ve ruled too long not to recognize when a man is hiding filth beneath charm.After the formal greetings and the fake laughter, I told Kael I wanted to rest. He showed me to a guest room in the east wing, then disappeared to tend to “urgent affairs.” Of course. Alphas like him always have something urgent — usually their ego.But I couldn’t sit still.So I went for a walk.The moon was half-lit above the forest’s edge. The walls of the Blackmoon estate towered behind me. I passed soldiers greeting me. And I kept walking. Past the barracks. Past the supply yards.Then I heard it.A cry.No — a scream.Raw. Choked. Terrified.Then—a slap.I stopped.Another hit.A girl’s voice, broken and breathless: “Please… stop…”I was already
Nyx POVMy wolf screamed inside me.Nyra, wild and furious, howled against the cage of my ribs. She begged — no, demanded — to be let out.But I had never shifted before. Not once. Not even a partial shift.And I had no idea how.Kale's hands grabbed at my dress again, and my instincts took over.I screamed and fought back with everything I had. My nails clawed at his face, drawing blood. My legs kicked. My fists flailed. He grunted, but he was strong — too strong.Then—Fire.My bones began to burn, like something inside me had been lit on fire.Pain shot through every inch of my body. My vision blurred. My heart felt like it would shatter my chest. I couldn’t breathe — I couldn’t think.Then I stopped trying.My body arched off the bed — and I snapped.A low, guttural growl ripped from my throat. Deeper than any sound I had ever made. Not human.My spine cracked. My skin ripped open as black fur tore through it. My fingers lengthened into claws, my teeth sharpened, and my eyes burne