RYKERUnder the dark sky, faint butterflies of light fluttered around the page in my hand, dissolving into nothing the moment my fingers brushed them. I had found the page hours ago, yet only now did I choose to touch it.From the shadows, Percy emerged from the depths of the forest, his wolf form shifting into a man. He walked toward me with measured steps, clutching a folder. “Alpha,” he said, bowing slightly before offering me the documents, “I got the details on Alpha Ronan Volkstane that you requested.”I took the file without a word and began to flip through it. Some of the information was predictable, public records, the kind every Alpha had access to. But beneath those lay the hidden truths, fragments of a past carefully buried.I read line by line, my eyes skimming through battles won, alliances forged, and scars unspoken. Then, one piece of information caught my attention. His past.I lingered on the words, my gaze fixed and unblinking, as though the paper itself might reve
SERAPHINADressing back into my clothes and spraying perfume over my skin, I stepped out from behind the wide trunk of the tree. Ronan was waiting by the river we had crossed earlier, his tall figure illuminated faintly by the moonlight.The moment my heat subsided and I regained my strength, I hadn’t wasted another second in that cave. Shifting into my wolf, I carried my clothes carefully in Phina’s jaws. Since my wolf form was larger, the water never reached high enough to soak them as I swam across.Now, standing before him, Ronan’s sharp eyes swept over me from head to toe. “Will you be able to walk?” he asked in that low, steady voice.The memory of our thigh fuck flashed vividly in my mind, making it impossible to meet his gaze. “Yes,” I whispered, stepping forward quickly.Not that it mattered, he caught up in just two strides, fingers brushing against my cheek. “Your blushing face is luring me in for another kiss,” he murmured, a teasing smile tugging at his lips.Heat rushed
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIWEAlpha Hugo stood by the tall window, his gaze fixed on the wolves below as they carried broken bodies toward the healers’ wing. The fallen Alphas were barely recognizable bruised, bloodied, bones shattered beyond repair after their reckless attempt to tear the page of the one Alpha they should never have provoked.Their arrogance had cost them everything.With deliberate slowness, Hugo turned from the window, his sharp eyes landing on the figure seated casually by the hearth, the Alpha responsible for their ruin.Alpha Asher.He sat with deceptive ease, one arm draped across the chair’s armrest, the other resting loosely on his thigh. His clothes carried the scent of violence: blood, earth, and the acrid sting of torn energy left behind when the forest itself had been stirred to wrath. Yet, despite the chaos he had unleashed, not a single mark marred his skin. He was untouched. Whole. Unshaken. If one looked closely enough, a dangerous gleam flickered in the
SERAPHINA Could this be a dream?I closed my eyes and leaned into him, surrendering to a kiss that was deep, passionate, and consuming. If this was a dream, I wanted to stay lost in it forever.Ronan’s lips stilled against mine for a heartbeat. When I opened my eyes, his gaze burned into me, wolfish and raw, as if he had just been given the impossible. “Was this kiss…a mistake?” he whispered.My heart stumbled in my chest. Heat rushed to my face, and I looked away, unable to lie again. But Ronan tilted my chin back, forcing my eyes to meet his.“Tell me, Seraphina,” his voice was low, rough, “Tell me if this was a mistake.”My lips trembled. “It was never a mistake,” I whispered, before shyly turning my back to him.I didn’t need to see him to know he was smiling. My heart thudded wildly as I felt his gaze roaming over my bare skin. I curled tighter, trying to hide behind my hair, though the fire in my body betrayed me, sweaty, trembling, unbearably hot. Then warmth enveloped me. Ron
SERAPHINA No one knew the truth, that before being an Alpha’s daughter, I was nothing more than the unwanted, unloved blood of my father.Once, he had been the best father in the world. He used to smile at me as if I were his entire universe. But everything changed the day my mother refused to have another child. A son. An heir, what my father truly desired. From then on, he never smiled at me again.When my mother died, the last warmth in my life was stolen from me. What remained was a cold, gilded cage where I became nothing more than a bargaining chip. My father paraded me before every Alpha who visited, their lust-filled gazes stripping me bare, their vulgar remarks piercing me, their filthy proposals trampling my dignity. I was never allowed to refuse them. If I offended even one, my father would have gladly tied me to someone worse.That fear, that endless humiliation, carved itself deep into me until it grew into loathing. I began to hate men, all of them, because to them I wa
My chest seized. My eyes, blurred with tears, widened as my wolf stirred with recognition. His scent reached me before my vision cleared.Ronan.He stood mere steps away, his powerful frame drenched, dark hair plastered to his sharp features. His gaze burned, unyielding, locked on me, on my body flushed with heat and stripped bare under the storm.I froze, breath trapped in my throat, my heart pounding in helpless surrender as his presence consumed everything around me.How did he find me? Panic clawed up my throat. I was completely naked, trembling, too weak even to crawl away.When Ronan stepped closer, the rain dripping from his hair and shoulders, I choked out a scream. “D-Don’t come any closer to me!”He halted, just for a breath. But then his boot splashed against the soaked earth, closing the distance.“Stay back!” I slid away in a frenzy, claws snapping out as my wolf threatened to take over. My vision swam with fear and heat. “I said stay back, Ronan! I swear, I’ll kill you i