Mag-log inChapter 11
I sat alone in my chambers, staring at a painting the hung on the wall, The room was warm yet I felt cold inside. Once this place has been filled with laughter and the Alpha's presence, but now it felt like a cage dressed in silk and gold. i had done nothing wrong, but his attention has drafted away from me. For days, no for weeks, the Alpha has drafted away from me, ,focused mainly on the Packs , meeting, patrols and councils. I was no longer allowed to attend and whenever I try to speak he silence me with his eyes sharp enough to cut . " You will not involve yourself," he said" this is Alpha business." Alpha business. I wasn't just an ornament, I thought bitterly. I guess he still battles with the thought of Iris, I wish I could cut her away completely. She was too proudful for something that was going to be taken from her. Thanks for Lucian's help, getting rid of her was smooth. My tracker. He hasn't gotten to me in days, maybe when Iris dies I can actually get the Alpha all to myself. Without him fighting with a bond that has been casted off . I stood and walk towards the window, my finger pressed against the cold glass, below the pack grounds were alive with movement, Wolves loyal to him , wolves who once bowed to my influence. I am being pushed aside. Damon as casted me away The thought made me angry. A soft sound came from behind, the door opened. I turned sharply,.......said no one is ....... My words died on my tongue. " Lucian", what are you doing here? He stood there, leaning casually at the doorframe, a slow smirk playing on his lips . His eyes held something dark, amusement and something dangerous. "You look tense," he said walking closer." That usually means the alpha has disappointed you again. You shouldn't be here Lucian. "And yet", Lucian replied calmly closing the door behind him." You didn't call the guards." The click of the latch echoed through the room. I crossed my hands together, "say whatever brought you here and leave." Lucian walked closer his presence filling the space, " his ignoring you, " he said simply. The whole pack sees it. "You know nothing, " I responded. " I know enough, his voice lowered." You're no longer included, you're no longer consulted, he treats you the way he please. I do not seek your opinion Lucian. You shouldn't worry Ophelia, you still matter, you're still powerful. I hate that he sees me this way. I laughed quietly, power means nothing When it is taken from you Lucian raised his hands, hesitating before touching my writ." Then take something back". The contact was light barely there, but it sent shiver down my spine. I tried to snap his hands away, but I found myself wanting more. This is dangerous, I wispered. His lips curved, "danger has always followed you." I feel invisible, i admitted before i could stop myself. Lucian expression changed," you're not invisible Iris", he may have turned away , but i haven't . I should push him away, I thought. But I didn't. Lucian hands slide from my writ to my waist, slow and careful giving me time to pull myself away, but i didn't. When his lips touched mine it was tentative at first, tasting, wanting. I responded without thinking, my hands gripped his tunic as if I had been starving for warmeth. The kiss deepened, not rush, not gently either.it was spoken with frustration and quite anger. This is wrong my mind warned, .....but it felt too right . Lucian pulled back, just enough to look me." Say no" , he murmured . And I will leave. I searched his face, ... I won't be ignored anymore. I kissed him again. Lucian guilded me to the bed, his movement slow almost revenant. I sat silk slipping down my legs. He remained standing before me eyes dark with desire. You deserve to be wanted, he said. His hand traced my hands, my shoulders, lingering in places that made my breath unsteady . He pressed a kiss on my neck , each stealing a little more of my restraint. Lucian..... The fire cracked loudly, reminding me of the line I had crossed. His low growl vibrated through me as his mouth claimed mine hard, possessive, hungry. The kiss was a collision, a battle for dominance neither was willing to surrender. My hands tangled in his hair as I pressed myself against him, matching his intensity with equal fire. Lucian lifted me effortlessly, my breath catching as my back met the wall. His lips trailed down my throat slow and deliberate, sending sparks racing under my skin. “You drive me mad,” he said against my pulse. “And you,” i breathed, “ you make madness feel sweet . His grip tightened on my waist, his body pinning me with heated intent, the room trembled around us as our bodies danced on a melodious rhyme. The night swallowed the rest only the sound of shuttered breath remained. *** Later when the room was quiet and the night has rapped itself around the chambers, Lucian laid beside me one hand propped beneath his head. I stared at the ceiling, what have I done. I felt different, awakened and dangerous. Lucian turned to me, this changes nothing. " I swallowed", yes . Good. I closed my eyes knowing one deep truth in my heart. This was not a mistake, it was something I was longing for, something I wanted. It was a beginning of something that will burn everything in it's part. I wasn't satisfied, Lucian has stirred more wanting in me, I needed more ...more My mind kept screaming. I let my hands slide down his deligate body, I could feel his arousal on my hands , I brought him closer to myself, stroking his mouth with deligate kisses. I was about to devour all of him when the door flung open. I could feel the rise of my heartbeat. Blazing hell.....Chapter 23That night the Alpha king sent for me again, , there was a quite pull in my chest, the kind that makes your breath slower and your thoughts sharper. Black Ridge always felt alive after dark, but tonight the corridors seemed to narrow, as if guiding me toward him whether I wanted it or not. I walked without hurry. I had learned that rushing made you look owned. Calm made me look chosen. His chambers smelled of fire and iron. The hearth burned low, throwing soft light across stone walls and old scars carved into them. Maps lay open on the table, edges weighed down with steel. Bloodmoon’s lands were marked in red. he stood with his back to me, broad and still, like nothing in this world could move him unless he allow it. come closer , he said. i did, my legs betrayed me. He spoke about war as if it were weather, avoidable. Necessary, he mentioned Alpha Damon without fear ,no anger, Just certainty. I listened, my hands loose at my sides, my face calm even as memo
Chapter 22when his hand finally rested on my waist, it was slow, deliberate and Claiming. I forced myself not to flinch. I had learned long ago that resistance only amused men like him.“You will stay tonight,” he said quietly.It was not a question.I nodded.As he turned away, leading me deeper into the room, one thought burned through my fear, sharp and clear:He had taken everything from me once.And now, unknowingly, he had taken me too.But war taught me one thing the pleasure house never could—Even kings bleed.***"The first deaths did not happen loudly.They never did.Black Ridge moved the way shadows did—without announcement, without urgency. Wolves slipped past familiar paths and took routes even the mountain rarely remembered. Snow crunched softly beneath boots and paws, swallowed by wind before it could betray them.The border lay ahead.Sacred ground.Bloodmoon had crossed it days ago, confident enough to mark trees, bold enough to leave signs of ownership. The marks
chapter 21I learnt early that silence keeps you alive . in the pleasure house , silence was currency.we learned when to moan, when to speak , when to gesture and act. all men did not come to us for Truth. they came to forget it . I was good at helping them forget. By the time the Alpha king sent for me, I had already survived more nights than I could count. I had learned how to separate my body from my thoughts, how to let men touch my skin without ever touching me. It was the only way to survive a place like this. Still, when his name reached the halls, the pleasure house went quiet. The king Alpha of the black bridge did not visit often. When he did, it was never announced with celebration. No laughter followed his arrival. No bargaining. No choice. You did not choose the king. The king chose you. The matron’s fingers tightened painfully around my arm when she came for me. “You,” she said, already pulling me forward. “Prepare yourself.” Her voice held no warmth. N
Chapter 20 The next morning I woke up with a strange heaviness in my chest, I had hardly slept, I with a disturbing and strange nightmares. I had only been up for a few minutes when a knock came through my door. Not the gently kind, the kind that carried expectations. " Princess Bridget." My maid said as she entered , her voice careful." His grace wishes you to prepare, another suitor has arrived " Another ?". Those men only care about themselves and status, to them I'm just a tool for power . "No one really cared what I wanted , or what I wish to achieve.'' I stood up from my bed , already i knew what this was all about," power". I closed the book on my lap without marking the page. I already knew I would not return to it tonight. “I thought the matter was settled for today,” I said quietly. "So did I," she replied, avoiding my eyes. “But the council insists.” Of course they did. I had barely recovered from the last meeting, from the sharpness of Aaron's words, from the w
Chapter 19A long training", Arone voice said from behind him.Roshan turned towards Aaron direction, Aaron leaned against the door with his usual grin on his face . His sharp eyes studied Roshan like it always did.Long but necessary , Roshan replied evenly.Aaron pushed himself off the wall, and fell into the step beside him, " necessary things are well pleasant.'Aaron studied Roshan for a moment, there was a bit of uneasiness in his gaze. " I do , but something troubles you.""You imagine things?"" Do I", you were distracted at the training field, I could see your gaze lingered on one woman....hmm what do they call her again...." Iris "You were totally distracted.Roshan turned away and resumed walking. “You’re reading too much into it.”Aaron followed, a slow smile returning. "Am I? Or have I simply been watching you lately?”Roshan shot him a sharp look. "Careful."Aaron laughed quietly. "That’s the second warning you’ve given me this week. Interesting."You looked tensed wh
My breath left my lungs all at once.He was shirtless, wearing only his trousers, the fabric hanging low on his hips, as if he’d forgotten the rest of the world existed. Light poured in through the high windows, tracing the lines of his body in a way that felt almost deliberate as though fate itself wanted me to see.I froze.I couldn't look away.His torso was carved with quiet strength, broad shoulders, a chest that rise and fell steadily.Every muscle defined without arrogance, I could see scars old and new scars, that wispered battles fought and survived, each one told a story I wasn't meant to know, but I wanted to. he was defined, built with decipline.My gaze betrayed me , drifting lower following the shallow ridges of muscle down his abdomen.Where strength met restraint, his skin held a warm tone, kissed by long day and long nights.His arms , strong and veined looked capable of both protection and destruction. The kind of arm that could steady you, or undo you entirely.I w







