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One hundred and sixty four: blood sky
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The cursed mate's return The mark
Maia's povI sat by the window of my tiny apartment, city lights flickering through the rain. My shirt sleeve was rolled up, and there it was the mark that should have faded six years ago.I pressed my thumb hard against it, trying to smother the glow, trying to convince myself it was just stress. Just exhaustion. Just a trick of memory.But deep down, I knew better. The bond never lies.I’d run from the pack, from Kael, from the blood-soaked war that tore our lands apart. I’d run to this city to be no one—no Alpha’s mate, no lost heir, no shadow of what I used to be. Just Maia Hayes, head chef at Silvercrest Events.And yet here he was again. Kael. Damon. Whatever name he used in this glass-and-steel world.I had thought he would never find me. But fate had a cruel sense of humor.My phone buzzed on the counter. I nearly jumped.From: Mr. Han'Emergency board meeting tomorrow morning. You’ll represent the culinary division. Corporate presence mandatory.'My stomach twisted. Corporate
The cursed mate's return Alpha's lie
Kael's povI stood by the glass window of my office. I should have been relieved. The moonlight always made the wolf inside me restless, the part that had started stirring again ever since she appeared.Maia.I said her name in my mind, and the mark on my wrist burned faintly, just like it had that day in the kitchen. The moment I caught her before she fell, something inside me snapped. I’d known her scent was gone and masked, buried, twisted by whatever potion or ritual she’d used to erase it, but the moment my hand brushed her skin, the bond screamed alive.Six years I had buried it.Six years of war, blood, and sleepless nights convincing myself she was dead.And now she was here, working for me, looking at me like a stranger.I exhaled, low and sharp, fingers tightening on the glass. My reflection looked nothing like the Alpha I used to be. The city had turned me into something polished, distant. Damon Rylan Daire CEO, not Alpha. A mask built from power and lies.The door opened b
The cursed mate's return Pretend like it's fine
Maia's povIt had been three days since the board meeting. Three days since I’d seen him again, not as Rylan Daire, the CEO, but as Kael.My Alpha.My past.I told myself it didn’t matter. That I could live around his shadow like I had for years — work, breathe, ignore. Pretend the mark on my shoulder didn’t still hum every time he walked into the same room.But pretending only works until scent betrays you.The first time I saw him again after that night, it wasn’t at a meeting or the office. It was at the Silvercrest lounge, the kind of place where people whispered deals over wine and never looked too long at anyone. I’d been called there to deliver a report — updates on the new restaurant branch, cost adjustments, supplier lists.Work. Simple. Safe.Until the elevator opened.And there he was.Kael — or Damon, or whatever mask he wore for the city — standing at the bar with his fiancée.Her laughter carried first, light and practiced. Her hand rested on his arm, possessive.She loo
The cursed mate's return Forsaken Aria
Kael's povThe city never slept, but tonight it felt like it was holding its breath.Rain slicked down the glass of my office windows, washing the skyline into streaks of silver and shadow. From this high up, everything looked small, manageable. Controlled.Except me.I hadn’t been able to shake it, that scent that wasn’t a scent, that flicker in the kitchen, the way my mark had burned like someone had pressed a live wire into my skin.It wasn’t possible. She was gone.I’d buried that truth six years ago when I buried the last of my patience with the pack. When Maia walked away — no, ran, she took everything that was left of what was human in me.And yet, standing in that boardroom earlier today, for one suspended moment, I’d felt the exact same pull. The same invisible thread tugging somewhere behind my ribs.Not the same scent, she had none. Whoever that girl was, she was masked perfectly. But that spark… my wolf had recognized it long before I could deny it.I’d watched her withou
The cursed mate's return Awkward encounter
Kael's povThe city never slept, but tonight it felt like it was holding its breath.Rain slicked down the glass of my office windows, washing the skyline into streaks of silver and shadow. From this high up, everything looked small, manageable. Controlled.Except me.I hadn’t been able to shake it, that scent that wasn’t a scent, that flicker in the kitchen, the way my mark had burned like someone had pressed a live wire into my skin.It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be.She was gone.I’d buried that truth six years ago when I buried the last of my patience with the pack. When Maia walked away, she took everything that was left of what was human in me.And yet, standing in that boardroom earlier today, for one suspended moment, I’d felt the exact same pull. The same invisible thread tugging somewhere behind my ribs.Not the same scent, she had none. Whoever that girl was, she was masked perfectly. But that spark… my wolf had recognized it long before I could deny it.I’d watched her w
The cursed mate's return Hunted
Maia's povThe city was still wet when I woke. Rainwater dripped down the windowpane, streaking through the faint reflection of my face. I looked pale. Hollow. Like someone caught between two lives and failing to belong to either.Sleep hadn’t come. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him in the boardroom light catching against his cufflinks, that steady voice cutting through the hum of other people’s chatter. The way his eyes had lingered, patient, too calm.Kael Daire. Damon, here. The world called him CEO, visionary, everything the press worshiped. I knew better.I’d known the man beneath the name. The one who used to lead armies through moonlit forests, who carried a bond in his chest that used to answer mine.And now he was here. In this city I’d chosen because it was *his opposite*.I pressed my palms into my eyes until colors bloomed behind my lids.No use thinking. Thinking led to panic. Panic led to mistakes.I couldn’t afford another one.My contract sat on the table, folded
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