In a world where werewolves ruled, Magnus Grayson, a notorious womanizer, found himself mated to Lara Jade, a Beta known for her playgirl ways. Their clash of personalities and undeniable attraction led to a reluctant marriage under the Wolf Code. Despite this, they resisted fully embracing their bond. Just as their feelings began to grow, painful secrets from their pasts came to light. Discovering a deep-seated hatred rooted in their intertwined histories, they learned that Magnus was the son of Lara's father's mistress, and Lara was the daughter of Magnus' mother's lover. Faced with this truth, they chose to sever their mate bond, risking their lives as per werewolf tradition, where one must perish.
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The realization that I was in a suite with Magnus Grayson completely baffled me. I couldn't remember I was with him last night. Of all people, why did it have to be him?
Magnus, the strongest Alpha of the Silvercrest pack was known for his womanizing ways. With his alluring charisma, every woman would definitely fall for him, but not me. But why I was with with him in bed?
"You?" Magnus' eyes widened in great shock. "Why are you here with me?"
His way of asking irritated me, causing my voice to raise a bit louder. "Don't ask me Alpha, because I don't know either."
Out of annoyance, I abruptly rose to my feet without realizing that I was naked and only a piece of blanket draped over me. When it slipped to the floor, I sensed Magnus' gaze on my nudity but I knew it meant nothing to him. Anyway, he was used to seeing a naked woman all his life.
Magnus in a visibly bad mood, put on his clothes and hastily left the suite. Once he was gone, I took a moment to check myself. I didn't feel any discomfort so I was certain that nothing happened between him and me. As to why we were both undressed, remained a puzzle. The only memory I had was being at a bar last night. So, how come I was here with him?
I shook my head as I put on my dress. Afterwards, I left the room and made my way to the parking garage to check if my car was there. When I saw it parked, I got even more confused because as far as I could remember, I parked it at the bar last night.
Even after I arrived home, thoughts of what had occurred between Magnus and me kept lingering in my mind. However, it was out of the question for me to develop feelings for him for it was something that didn't exist in my system. He had numerous women in his life but no committed relationships. Like him, I remained unattached, simply reveling in the thrill of being chased by men who ultimately ended up heartbroken once they fell for my charm.
"Where have you been?" Alpha Callum spoke behind that startled me. He was like a brother to me as his family took me in after I lost both my parents. There was a time when he expressed his emotions, but I told him we could not be more than siblings, so he started to put those feelings aside until he eventually let them go completely.
"I was with Magnus," I responded with a blank expression.
"What? How could you—"
He was not able to finish his sentence, as I covered his mouth with my forefinger.
"It's okay nothing happened," I smiled and winked at him.
Alpha Callum furrowed his brows in confusion and shook his head. "Okay, just prepare for tonight's celebration. As usual, we are invited to the villa of the Silvercrest Pack. And I'm hoping your real mate would find you, so you would stop from playing around with men."
"Well, I hope you also find yours, brother," I said while clinging to his arm. "See you around, Alpha."
I smiled as I released his arm. I headed to my room to get some rest. While lying on my bed, thoughts about Magnus crossed my mind. As I visualized what happened earlier in the suite, I couldn't help but admire his half-naked body. No wonder women were captivated by his irresistible charm and masculine build. I guessed, almost all women in this town had already shared with him in bed.
Indeed, a womanizer!
Occupied with the thoughts of him, I had fallen asleep. I was just awakened when one of our servants came in, reminding me about the celebration at the villa of the Silvercrest Pack.
I rose from my bed and walked into the bathroom. After ten minutes, I went out and took something to wear from my wardrobe. I dried my hair with a blower before putting on the red maxi dress I had picked out.
As soon as everything was fixed, I went out of the room and headed to where Alpha Callum was waiting for me.
"Wow, you look so stunning my dear sister!" he exclaimed in great admiration.
"When did I ever become unattractive bro? That's why men are crazy about me, right?" I softly chuckled.
Alpha Callum smiled at me and shrugged his shoulder. "Okay, fine. Let's go. Mom and Dad are already waiting for us in the car."
After a few minutes of travel, we arrived at the biggest villa, belonging to the Silvercrest Pack—the most prestigious pack in the entire municipality of Tribiano, Milan.
The whole town of Tribiano was inhabited by three werewolf packs: the Silvercrest Pack, the Yellow Stone Pack, and the Shadow Pack. The Alphas of these packs held the highest positions but only the Alphas in the Silvercrest pack were considered the elite class with full authority over the town.
On the other hand, I, as the daughter of a Beta, the second highest-ranking wolf in the Yellow Stone Pack also possessed wealth and power but was bound to abide by the rules of the Silvercrest Pack.
At the age of twenty, I had not yet found my mate and I never dreamed of finding him. I was just enjoying hanging out with men and that was all.
As soon as I entered the wide entrance of the villa, my heart was beating fast as I laid my eyes on Alpha Magnus, who looked irresistible in his formal attire. Our eyes locked, and I felt a flurry of butterflies in my stomach.
"Sis, it's now obvious that you are attracted to Magnus," Alpha Callum whispered in my ear.
"Of course not!" I frowned. He smiled at me, as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"Good evening. Welcome to the villa Alphas." Magnus' father, Alpha Ulysses greeted us and led us to our seats. He was the current leader of the three packs, but I heard he wanted to pass on his leadership to his son, Alpha Magnus.
Other guests also arrived and the next few hours were spent eating, drinking, and dancing. My brother was with a beta from the Shadow Pack, whom he believed was his mate. Yet, their bond remained in question until the moon reached its peak. Suddenly, I had to attend to a personal matter and made my way to the women's restroom. Within moments, I heard the eerie howl of the wolves, indicating the presence of the full moon. However, as I was about to go out, I caught a familiar scent nearby. I took a whiff.
Driven by curiosity, I went out of the women's restroom only to be taken aback by the sight of Alpha Magnus outside, leaning against the wall.
"Lara?" he spoke in surprise. "You're my mate?"
I looked at him and chuckled. "You must be kidding, Alpha. How could a womanizer like you, be my mate?"
Alpha Magnus shot me a piercing look as he approached me. I stepped back, but he quickly pulled me towards him and kissed me. My heart beat even stronger as our lips met. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes while responding to his passionate kiss.
After a few seconds, he stopped and gave me a playful glance. "How does it feel to be kissed by a womanizer like me?"
"Um, nothing interesting at all. Just the same kisses I've experienced with other men," I smirked. I was glad my mind worked well, and I was able to quickly respond.
"Oh really? Well, let's see. But bear in mind Lara, you're my mate. And you are mine!" Alpha Magnus blurted out, gritting his teeth.
I left immediately because I was afraid, he would kiss me again and we end up in bed. Oh my gosh!
Lara woke up slowly, her eyes adjusting to the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the window. As she blinked, she felt the warmth of someone next to her—Magnus. She turned her head and gasped softly. Could this be real? Her heart pounded in disbelief, and she pinched her cheek to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. The slight sting confirmed it. Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling over as the weight of everything sank in. They were back. It was all real.A snort of emotion escaped her, startling Magnus awake. He stirred and turned his head towards her, his brows furrowing as he took in her tear-streaked face. “Lara?” His voice was rough with sleep and confusion.Without hesitation, Lara threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Magnus, we’re back," she sobbed, her voice full of both relief and joy. "It’s all over. We defeated the Queen of Darkness." She pulled back slightly, smiling through her tears as they continued to fall, each drop carrying the weight of everything they h
The battle between Lara and Thana was fierce and unrelenting. Fangs bared, the two clashed in a whirlwind of primal fury—fangs versus fangs, strength against strength. The air crackled with dark magic, but Lara's resolve remained unshaken. She was driven not only by her love for her family but by the unyielding belief that good would always triumph over evil. Her heart beat faster as she recalled the words of the Wolf Healer from her dream, telling her that the power to defeat Thana lay within her.As she dodged Thana's swift attack, Lara caught a fleeting glimpse of the wedding ring on her finger. It glittered, as if trying to speak to her. The ring, a symbol of her bond with Magnus, seemed to pulse with an energy she'd never noticed before. "Embrace the power within it." The Wolf Healer’s voice echoed in her mind.When Thana lunged again, her claws poised to strike, Lara tripped and fell hard onto the cold, rocky ground. For a moment, her breath was knocked out of her, the impact jar
Lara had spent three agonizing, sleepless nights by the side of her husband and son's lifeless bodies, refusing to leave them even for a moment. Their once-warm faces were now cold and still, yet she couldn't bring herself to believe they were truly gone. The pain was unbearable, gnawing at her soul, but her denial ran deeper. The entire town of Tribiano shared in her mourning; whispers of grief echoed through the streets, and the wolves howled in sorrow for the loss of their Alpha and his heir.But Lara would not let them be buried. Not yet. She wasn't ready to say goodbye. She sat by their side, her eyes hollow, the weight of loss pressing down on her chest. Her heart still clung to the smallest shred of hope, a whisper that perhaps this was all a nightmare she would soon wake from. The thought of moving on without them, of continuing life alone, was unimaginable.Exhaustion finally caught up with her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and despite her resistance, she fell into a deep sleep, h
Lara slowly regained consciousness, her eyelids fluttering open as a dull ache pulsed through her body. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled her nostrils, and the faint hum of machinery buzzed in the background. Her vision was blurry at first, but as her senses sharpened, she realized she was lying on a cold metal bed inside the infirmary of Tribiano. White walls and the soft glow of fluorescent lights above cast a sterile, almost haunting ambiance around her.It took several moments before the fog in her mind began to clear. She blinked, her breath quickening as fragmented memories came rushing back—flashes of Magnus, the battle, and, most of all, the dark figure of Thana taking her son's life.Her heart leaped in her chest as panic set in"Where is Magnus? I want to see him!" she rasped, her throat dry, the words barely audible. She tried to sit up, her body trembling with weakness, but a sharp pain in her ribs forced her back down. Her head spun, but her desperation overpowered th
Everything had yet to fully register in Lara’s mind. It felt as if the world had come crashing down around her. Magnus, her husband, her mate, was now lying lifeless in her lap, his body cold, his once-strong heartbeat silenced forever. The grief was overwhelming, suffocating her. How could she ever accept that he was truly gone? The love of her life, taken from her in a heartbeat. Her heart shattered, and she felt like she was sinking into a void of despair. Nothing mattered anymore.Around her, the sounds of battle raged on. Her warriors fought fiercely against Thana's minions, but the noise barely penetrated her fog of mourning. She was numb to it all, lost in the devastation of Magnus’s death. Everything else faded into the background. It was as if the world had come to a stop, except for the aching void in her heart.But even in her grief, danger loomed. Cyrus, the one who had driven the blade into Magnus’s heart, stood not far from her. Unbeknownst to Lara, he had raised his weap
With Magnus by her side, Lara felt a surge of renewed energy coursing through her veins, her strength reigniting like a wildfire. Magnus handed Lara the ancient blade. Its silver edge shimmered with a soft glow beneath the radiant moonlight. The intense battle began in a violent clash of power and fury. Magnus, with his fierce wolf instincts and unparalleled combat prowess, charged at Cyrus, the ruthless commander of Thana's dark army. Their claws met in a deadly dance of strength, each move calculated yet savage. The ground beneath them shook as they exchanged blows, their growls echoing through the forest like thunder. Cyrus, a formidable opponent, wielded dark magic in tandem with his brute strength, but Magnus’s determination was fueled by something far stronger—his love for Lara and the need to save their son. However, a troubling thought crossed Magnus's mind. What if Thana had left Ethan in the past while transporting them into the future? The idea gnawed at him, deepening hi
An hour had passed, and the moon now hung fully in the sky, its pale light casting a ghostly glow across the clearing. The silvery beams seemed sharper, more menacing, illuminating every shadow with an unsettling clarity. The air felt heavy with power, thick and charged with an unnatural energy that made the hair on Lara's arms stand on end.Thana’s minions, creatures born of darkness and ancient curses, stirred from the edges of the clearing. Their twisted forms emerged from the shadows, hunched and grotesque, their eyes gleaming with a sickly yellow light. They moved like shadows themselves, their elongated limbs barely making a sound as they gathered in a wide circle around the altar where Lara lay bound. The eerie quiet that had lingered over the clearing was shattered by their sudden, discordant noise—a grotesque symphony of guttural growls, snarls, and hisses.It was as if they were celebrating the arrival of the full moon, their voices rising in twisted, manic glee. They swayed
One hour before the moon reached its peak, the sound of the heavy door creaking open echoed through the cold chamber. The air grew thick with an ominous energy as two shadowy figures approached. Without warning, rough hands grabbed Lara, yanking her from the cold stone floor. Her heart raced as she was dragged out of the chamber, the clinking of chains around her wrists growing louder with each step. She could feel the biting cold of the iron shackles against her skin, already bruised from earlier struggles.Outside, the chilling night air hit her face, carrying with it a scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The open space of Thana’s dwelling stretched out before her—an ancient, desolate clearing surrounded by towering black trees, their twisted branches clawing at the sky. In the center stood a large, stone altar—a wide rectangular table carved with dark runes that pulsed with malevolent energy.Lara was thrown onto the table with brutal force, her back hitting the cold stone as
Magnus and his companions stood among the lifeless bodies of Thana’s fallen minions, their breathing heavy, muscles tensed with the aftermath of battle. Blood and dirt clung to their armor, but they stood victorious—yet Magnus’s heart was far from settled. His eyes scanned the thick, twisted forest, searching desperately for the dark whirlwind that was said to be the entrance to Thana’s ominous dwelling. Time was running out, and every second spent searching was another moment Lara remained in danger.The dense forest was unnervingly silent now, only the rustle of leaves underfoot and the faint crackle of energy from the magic that still lingered in the air. Magnus’s thoughts raced as they moved through the shadowy terrain, his mind a storm of worry for Lara. Every passing second without finding her gnawed at his soul. He knew Thana was preparing to carry out her evil plan, and if they didn’t find the entrance soon, it would be too late.Suddenly, a faint gust of wind brushed past him
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